Despite the title, this is not a song-by-song remake of the Talking Heads’ classic album of the same name, although I can only imagine what this trio’s takes on Burning Down The House or This Must Be The Place would sound like. Much like The Dirty Three, these musicians play percussion, violin, and guitar; unlike those Australians, these Canadians have little use for melody or song structure. The eight (mostly lengthy) compositions here blend Indian music-inspired open tunings with dissonant free jazz improvisations, but this sort of culture clash isn’t as outwardly engaging as you would hope. While the talent and skill that went into making the album is readily apparent, any pleasure derived from these difficult, subtle pieces requires a lot of close listening. It’s like staring at an impenetrably dense painting in a museum and admiring what you see but wondering, “What’s the point?” The trio come closest to answering that question on Fra Ma Ga Ra, where saxophonist Frank Lozano adds some lively, tense honking to a traffic jam of equally frenetic violin freakouts and shards of broken bottle percussive effects.