Upon Chrome Skies Rides A Pale Horse sounds like a person with some anti-social proclivities explained what a electro cover band sounds like over the phone to a manic depressive with a poetic streak, who then translated that into a story about suburban parts of the upper south that are semi-haunted by pretty banal ghosts in random parking lots but gave up halfway through, to just throw rocks at things and people, because what really is the point anymore – the world is all going to drown anyway.