Things don't change much in the world of Bill Callahan. The enigmatic Smog frontman has now spent over a decade producing fractured, melancholic lo-fi pop and his small but loyal band of followers should be more than satisfied with his latest offering. While Rain On Lens is stylistically similar to almost every other Smog album - hypnotic riffs, morose violins, murmured vocals - it does contain some of Callahan's finest, most heartbreaking songs to date. The overall effect of listening to this album at a single sitting may be curiously deadening, but there's no denying Callahan's skill with a plain-spoken lyric or the way his slightly sinister musings get under the skin. In this case, it seems, no news is good news.