Frankie Rose, the raven-haired, restless Brooklyn beauty, is finally on her own. The veteran of a veritable checklist of hippest-of-the-hip Pitchfork bands like Dum Dum Girls, Vivian Girls and Crystal Stilts, she's joined and left five bands in five years, not the least of which was Frankie Rose and the Outs, her first starring role. "Interstellar" makes that namesake debut sound like garbage in comparison. "Interstellar" is superior to everything Rose has ever been involved with.

In an interview conducted last year, around the time of the Frankie Rose and the Outs debut, Rose described her difficulty in adjusting to being the center of attention.

"I think it took a while for me to acclimate to being in the front, actually. I was so used to being in the back, and having to actually engage with the audience was a completely different story," she said.

On "Interstellar", Rose couldn't be any further away from that tough adjustment. Songs like "Apples For the Sun" have a Tori Amos-like cocksure confidence. This is not to say that the record sounds like Tori Amos, it really doesn't. Her voice sounds beamed in from the moon, from as distant a place as the Velvet Underground must have sounded in 1965.

"Night Swim" is another standout. It's a perfect blend of mid 80's Cure and mid 60's girl group, again with otherworldly vocals. How Frankie Rose manages to make these disparate influences sound wholly new is a mystery best left unexplored. Let's just enjoy the result.