I'd never heard of Coheed and Cambria, except as an occasional song that came up on radioioRock as we had it on in the background on the XBMC. But that one song kept sounding a bit epic and pretentious, and that name seemed a bit odd - which, all in all, tripped my prog rock alert.
So, I checked out the rest of the album. Crap. It's a scifi concept album, one part of five. So now I've been listening to it over and over, trying to decipher things and catch up on the story. And now I just have to get all the rest of their albums. It's a familiar pattern I've played out before with bands like Rush, Yes, and Dream Theater. Hell, this tendency even sucked me into 30 Seconds to Mars. Give me 20-30 minute long epics with track titles annotated by roman numerals. I'll even bite when offered self-parodying album titles like, "Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume One: From Fear Through The Eyes of Madness"
I mean, how can I resist when the lead singer is described as "a man with a voice that makes Robert Plant and Geddy Lee mad for ever trying."
Such a sucker I am.