Sholi offers a sound that is, for my money, as much about textures as it’s about delivering the rock. The band resides somewhere in the amorphous territory where indie prog-rock overlaps with the art-pop sensibilities of acts like Deerhoof—which is really no surprise, since Sholi was produced by Deerhoof’s Greg Saunie. Alternately rocking and restrained, the band’s meticulously rendered tunes usually defy the standard verse-chorus-verse pattern in favor of a more nuanced sound designed to create tension and release. The album has its merits, but lacks either the fun or the sexiness that makes great rock ’n’ roll. Sholi requires an investment of its listeners, and I’m doubting that the payoff is really worth all the trouble.