Sisterworld isn't necessarily lush, but it does find Liars descending into a static-caked fog that is subtly symphonic and all too gothic. "I dragged her body to the parking lot," croaks Angus Andrew on the opener "Scissor." Dude sounds like a cross between Nick Cave and Scott Walker after 48 hours of bad thoughts and no sleep. So yeah, goth. But no worries, all you longtime fans. Liars have not ditched their love of rhythm and texture. Go straight to the dark dream mantra-grind that is "Drip."