Vanishing my dick over the horizon of strippers, this album is what every 15 year old Radiohead lover wanted to make. Imagine a dustbin drum kit rattled by the honkiest monkey in the Universe. Then add strings that somehow span the entire frequency range and somehow sound muddier than the waters of Ghana. Couple this with detuned upright pianos and random acoustic guitars like two bits of particularly squeaky polystyrene being rubbed together played by a Elephant lacking in dexterity. Lets add ... read more