For the past 23 years, Seattle's Corespondents have been making wildly singular instrumental music. Infectious, as catchy as it is strange, their music continually eludes easy categorization. Exploding House, their tenth studio album, is their most compact and cohesive record yet. Within its six tracks, echoes of classic surf-rock bump up alongside post-rock, global psychedelia, and a distinct Pacific Northwest heaviness.

The band’s penchant for humor—playful song titles, an inside-joke band name that typically gets read as a misspelling, a total disinterest in the music industry—has often led taste-makers to disregard the depth of their music, continually relegating them to one of the region’s best-kept secrets. Exploding House, which finds the band at the height of their collective powers, is an album that might finally let that secret out.