By album seven, Mogwai certainly have their method to madness down: Every ounce of feedback, every echo, every vibration is attached to an emotion, whether it's one of anxiety or hope. And how can you not be intrigued with that album title? "Mexican Grand Prix" is like Mogwai's take on Kraftwerk's "Tour De France," down to the robotic vocals. "Rano Pano" sounds like a ghost giving off static, while the metal crunch of "San Pedro" is essential listening if you ever have to head off to battle. Probably the most haunting track is closer "You're Lionel Richie," and not because of its title.