Pond are one of the most versatile, inquisitive, and accomplishedbands of the psychedelic rock vanguard.The last four Pond albums have been showcases of tidiness andbrevity, 10 ideas always tucked into 40 minutes or so. But on Stung!,they gleefully, madly, and wilfully lean into double-LP largesse, tappingthe spirit of Tusk and Sign 'O' the Times by funnelling 14 songs intothe most unfettered and splendid hour of their recording career.Stung! Delivers some of Pond's most glorious rock songs ever andalso some of their least rock moments, all psychedelic drapery or funkvim. In that epic, as in Stung! #at large, Allbrook speaks to ourcollective modern paradox of being disappointed in or evendisconsolate over a world that we know more about than any priorgeneration but also being in awe of it and (sometimes) each other, too.There are so many reasons to cry and so many reasons to marvel.Can't they all, Pond suggests with Stung!, be reasons to sing?