Blending Britpop (Supergrass) and good ol’ American pounding rock (early Smashing Pumpkins) with richly-textured “space rock” in a way that doesn’t suck.
THIS is textured groove vs. “ambient” rock stuff. Like some early 20th century Swedish classical or the titles on the ECM jazz/classical/improv/space label.
Englund routinely comes up with melodies that either tug at the heartstrings with thespian melodrama or cast a doom pall over music you thought you had pinned.
One guy, one bass, one drum welded together like some cranked-out meatbot ready to tell you what pisses him off. A LOT pisses him off, and A LOT amuses him.