I’ve yet to make it to New Mexico, much as I’d like to. I have, however, seen many a photo of Prefab Sprout’s beloved Albuquerque, and its sepia hills and psychedelic swirls of sky overhead certainly look as though they could inspire a mighty fine natural hallucination all of their own accord. It was arguably these which inspired the slooshy slosh of Ballets’ Behind Your Smile, the Yankee four-piece operating straight outta said city, and the song itself is a work of gooey, woozy beauty. Bilinda Butcher would doubtless approve of James Sturgis’ largely unintelligible vocal delivery, as would William Reid Nathan Bickley’s decidedly gauzy guitar lines. And while pearly whites reside behind most smiles, there’s an encyclopaedic knowledge of ’90s inebriation behind Ballets’ most cogent work yet.