"Sonic schizophrenics" isn’t the kind of term you’d expect to be particularly laudatory, but it’s also one of the few that’s actually stuck to amorphous indie-billy-punk quartet Pray for Polanski. The group boasts more alumni than a regional high school, reviews read like someone was trying to describe six bands in five words or less, and at any given moment the group’s sound could either mellow you out, offer you some sippin’ whiskey or stomp your toe into mush.