Having said that, ‘confounding’ is a by-word for Pavement’s career. Or perhaps career isn’t the word. The band’s ascension through the musical ranks always smacked of beautiful coincidence rather than defined trajectory. It was nonetheless both deserved and compelling viewing/listening.

Rated by some as their best LP, others disagree, claiming that ‘Wowee Zowee’ is their nadir. Which probably makes it their most accurately characteristic. In what is easily the Pavement’s most arcane and experimental effort, the album contains a number of marvellous, winding tales in classic Malkmus tradition. However, it’s 18 tracks are shot through with short, sketch-like musical shrapnel, fall out from the main barrage of musical genius on show. Rattled By The Rush’ is a classic case in point of the band’s ability to marry infectious sing-song lyrics and melodies to atonal bursts of warped guitars. It’s a beautiful song, which ultimately makes as much sense as a chocolate fireplace. But for every ‘Rattled…’, there is a 1min 32second yowl of ‘Brinx Job’ or an equally as terse ‘ Serpentine Pad’, like anarchic punks flailing to break out from their arthouse prisons. Compelling, yes. Brilliant, no.

But the flaws are an intrinsic aspect of the complex make-up of the band, where, before diversity became akin to a straightjacket, it opened up a hundred musical doors of perception. ‘Motion Suggests’ is a wonderful, almost blues-like slab of solemn guitar meandering, while ‘Father To A Sister Of Thought’ is a country-ish lilt. Equally, the slow-waltz brink of madness tale that is ‘Grave Architecture’ is tune that offers a musical microcosm in four minutes. Naturally, its tremendous, as is the squalling ‘AT & T’ which builds to a number of misshapen crashing crescendos.

‘Wowee Zowee’ found Pavement making a direct u turn away from potential indie stardom and at the same time deconstructing it’s own role in music.

Inviting us into a world of spastic grass and criminal’s children, ‘Wowee Zowie’ is an often-confusing testament to a decade of Pavement, but an essential and occasionally brilliant insight into the band.