"Slaves" unfurls in languorous torpor, its insistent tribal rhythm just about the only element keeping the song upright. "Plastic Man, You're the Devil" is overlaid with messed-up synth buzz and sinister whammy-bar guitar licks -- a hippie anthem wrung through Satan's house speakers -- and "New Drug Queens" is a two-minute shot of fuzzed-out Lotus-eater bliss. Axis bookends "Comas" and "How We Can Get Free" may be more acoustic-based, but they share the same dystopian worldview and doped-out feel.