There’s a chance that you arrived at Lonerism simply because of its name. A slim chance, given that Tame Impala’s second record has been long awaited by the scattered tribes of cloistered psych heads, but a chance nonetheless. And while Lonerism is first and foremost another superb collection of the Australian band’s shuffling, sometimes stomping, always searching sun-caked stoner rock, it can also be a cathartic mental mentor for any bruised psyche with a yearning to delve deeper. Each song is primed with a weighty dose of psyxties swirl and illuminated by Kevin Parker’s thin, shining vocals. Side A is studded with hooks and textures. “Be Above It” opens the album with anti-despair vocal loops, drums that rattle into a solid groove, a simple melody, and a hibernating sense of being swept into the song. Long-anointed Impalites will fawn over “Enders Toi”, a blurry stream. The proggy piano pop of “Apocalypse Dreams” blooms into a dense, earwormy pasture. “Nothing ever changes,” sings Parker, and mere seconds later: “Everything is changing”, as the vapor billows all around. It’s one of many lyrical riddles to ruminate over in the standout track, not to mention the whole damn record. In terms of musical brethren, Tame Impala’s mindful efforts remind one of the delightful trips that The Flaming Lips are so skilled at conjuring. There are so many moments to lose oneself in. The blissful bass tugs of “Mind Mischief", the opening gurgles of “Music to Walk Home By”, the bluesy euphoria of “Elephant” (the titular animal ‘shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it’), or the captivating fade guitar on closer “Sun’s Coming Up.” Lonerism is every bit the fantastic follow-up to 2010‘s Innerspeaker that we dreamt of.