For a while there, it seemed Steven Ellison would just keep spinning further and further off the face of the planet. But once he shot into the stars on Cosmogramma, and plunging into dreams and subconsciousness on the slightly more organic Until The Quiet Comes, now Ellison goes full-on space-age prog-jazz on You’re Dead!, an album that gets at all the really big, really mystic, really unanswerable questions about the moments of death and what comes next. More than any of his other work, You’re Dead! leans hardest on Ellison’s jazz interests, at times entirely leaving behind the electronic and hip hop production that first made his name. The result is the Flying Lotus album that perhaps takes the most effort to dig into, based less on any discrete songs and arriving at Ellison’s perennial goal of crafting one continuous piece over the course of an album. It’s a sinewy, strange trip, and as always, Ellison’s succeeded at making art that’s a convincing depiction of the unknowable. –Ryan [LISTEN]