Pitchfork

Black hole, that's pretty big. Massive black hole, bigger. But supermassive black hole? Okay, that's just ridiculous, although par for the course for hyperbolic prog trio Muse. After fashioning a career blowing OK Computer's cosmic brilliance into over-the-top space operas, the band's switched to something arguably even gawkier-- dance rock. Frontman Matthew Bellamy makes a seamless transition from Freddie Mercury-style glam vocals to Prince's sweaty soul falsetto, but the instrumentation straggles. Likely very few will cut a rug to this combination of throwaway industrial riffs and a drum machine riddled with gremlins. Sure, they're taking baby steps out of Radiohead's shadow and NME's nearly sycophantic hype sphere, but they need a better reentry plan after years of intergalactic wanderlust.