Not Public Enemy, not physical education, not even nü-metal band (hed) p.e. -- this P.E. is a collaboration between members of no wave-influenced post-punks Pill and the more electro-shocked Eaters. Perhaps naming themselves Pill Eaters simply would've been too on the nose. In any case, their album is a frantic, hopped-up jumble of skronky sax, fractured electronics, and vocals that dart from poetic spoken verse to giddy cries of excitement. Never sticking to one mode from track to track, the album contains isolated experimental pieces and noisy interludes as well as more energetic, beat-heavy tunes. "Machine Machine" is one of the latter, with a massive, throbbing kick drum pattern and Veronica Torres' hooky repetition of the title phrase juxtaposed with seemingly unconnected verses, beginning with an expression of indecision. "Top Ticket" has robotic, whirring synths and more demanding lyrics, while "Lovers' Lane" is seductive yet sly. "Dirty Plumage" offers a bit of advice on how to fight for a common cause, and the slower, more floating "Soft Dance" revels in the bliss of laughing and dancing one's troubles away. "Pink Shiver" acts on that premise, adding a distorted crunch to a sludgy dance beat and peppy bass line, appropriately lifting up spirits with the refrain "I'm in heaven!" and a swirl of effects and joyous saxophones. Constantly shifting in mood and form, the album can seem disorienting, but it holds together due to its playful spirit and its creators' unmistakable passion for spontaneous creation.