It's a wonder Black Dice have any fans at all, being as they're as dogged as any band has been about morphing and shape-shifting from one project to the next. But with an aesthetic that suggests distant kinships to Godspeed! You Black Emperor, Jackie-O Motherfucker and the Red Krayola, the Brooklyn outfit has developed a following while jetting from sloppy thrash to wall-of-sound psychedelic trance without transition or warning.

Miles of Smiles takes the wind and the rain of 2002's Beaches and Canyons a step further. It's a generous visage with hints of Brian Wilson and elements of an old Brian Eno ambient record played at 45. There are momentary hints of pop sounds, but more often their active audiowhirls fly through the air with the greatest of ease.

The titular track on the thirty-minute disc, "Miles of Smiles," was created for a Tokyo art exhibit called "The Poetry of Sex." It's a sensual, if not overtly sexual, piece of work. It's paired with "Trip Dude Delay," an older piece which fits in well with their direction of the moment. It'd be easy enough to call this a tease for their second full-length disc, slated for release in June. But that would be to presuppose no surprises. Where they are right now, though, is a pretty exciting place.