Opening with a squeal of feedback that plows headfirst into "Ride My Bike to Istanbul" (even the titles nod in adoration to '80s indie rock), Palace of Oranges quickly embraces nostalgia with the unrepentant guitar histrionics of a J. Mascis, only to reel listeners into the swelling pop undercurrent that surely attempts to define itself as something different. Yet it's in the familiar that the Oranges succeed magnificently. The Sonic Youth noodling that ends "Rind" is spectacular, the Feelies-esque vocals (particularly on the fine "Power of the Afro") that slide across song after song are comforting and assured, and the band's reach is long enough to successfully incorporate something like Galaxie 500 on "It's a Chill." But nothing the Palace of Oranges does is all that obvious. Casting such a wide net over an era that never seemed to be heard when it was "in" is hardly a career move -- but doing it with such vigor is heady stuff.