The debut CocoRosie album, “le Maison de Mon Reve” was a genre defining album, the first I noticed since Portishead’s “Dummy”. It doesn’t fit exactly with Devandra Banhart’s mainstream freak-folk (an oxymoron, if you ever heard him), but rather creates its own world of sound and reality, which is exactly what makes it worth buying. The funny thing about genre defining albums is, although they create a genre, no album ever comes out that reaches their high mark on the soul. This may be for the best, as the world CocoRosie created only has room for one album, maybe two. The sister’s second album, “Noah’s Ark”, exists in the same atmosphere as the first one, perhaps a little bit more self aware. There are also a few aliens inside, Banhart who adapts like a chameleon, and Antony who stays a bit out of context with his quivering mumblings. The spotlight is still on Bianca’s broken voice,accompaniedd by Sierra’ss classic harmonious backup. If by some remote chance South 2nd leaves you indifferent, Tekno love song will sink you tears first in the CocoRosie ocean. Who needs the white dove anyway?