JACKBOYS is one of many nonessential compilation albums. Travis and Co. give mild performances with an air of unearned pompous as the responsibility and authenticity of the record are diffused through members of the Cactus Jack Records. 
Like much of Twig's usual work expect her wispy singing on top of airy instrumentals. Sometimes her songwriting is a hit (mirrored heart, home with you, mary magdalene) and Twig's manages to sing emotively to themes that I find pertinent and relatable, sometimes not to the best effect(daybed). The poppier tunes are a good mix, songs like sad day and fallen alien are some of the best pop songs of the year. The choruses of these songs get bigger and bigger, buffered by excellent industrial instrumentals from producers Nicolas Jaar, Benny Blanco, Skrillex among others. Many good songs, some sleepers, but overall decent listen. 
Cigarette brands also make good albums! For the most part, the instrumental detours are eventful even if the melodies are not always intricate. The real strength this album has is its energetic performances and synthesis of instruments. Instrumentally, the synths, keys, guitars, bass, drums, woodwind instruments, all the pieces in play are in their right place like that Radiohead song. The first song, Freefall, is the only one that feels out of place in the whole project, though not bad it just is inherently the least proggy of the songs with some uneventful passages and relatively simple song structure. The songs value lies in its bouncy guitars and apprehensive chorus. The second song, Supertwister, is void of guitars, with various keys and synths complimenting and a flute at the forefront. The employment of diverse synths to compliment the guitars is a recurring element in this album. Though likely about some sort of sand storm, Supertwister gives me the impression of wandering aimlessly through a desert to finally find a fictitious oasis to finally have the imagined
beverage I would be craving at that time (V8 juice). The album maintains a
misty miragesque attitude for most of the songs from this point on, however as can be seen
in many songs some times things get crazier and not as mellow (end of Nimrodel,
Lady Fantasy), but
if you listened to the first song you would be a bit prepared. Though the album
sounds excellent do not expect anything instrumentally groundbreaking or
avant-garde, if you are familiar with prog-rock much of this will sound similar
only executed in a crisper, more varied method. That being said the album is
truly a pleasant listen to anyone pleasant who likes pleasant music and lives in
a pleasant home with a pleasant wife and dreams of pleasant dreams where you
travel the harsh deserts searching for a hidden treasure. 
The eclecticism of Mr.Thug shines bright and effectively on this mixtape. All of the songs, excluding the last, (which is mediocre anyway) are named after his idols and many are influenced by them stylistically, this gimmick allowed Thugger to some of his most eccentric and diverse performances. The opening track Wyclef Jean features Thugger in a rocksteady inspired trap beat. The bass bangs the beat bops and Thugger hits a very melodic chorus. Harambe has him going "Ape shit" with vocals that Harambe would be proud of.
Misty, hazy, perfect music for a late walk to ponder your finite existence without having to think too much. Mr.Maus creates hip yet groovy tunes, vocals covered in reverb making him sound like a detached deity bellowing strange simple yet esoteric phrases(AND THE RAIN CAME DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN) that can be interpreted as duly profound or completely trite. It's worth listening to for those who can handle the aesthetic and the vagueness.
