A Pollockian sprawl of synth experiments; 2001's trip to Jupiter without the visuals or the context; a scattershot blast of look-what-I-made-this-gizmo do, collaged into only the loosest sense of tension and flow. Historically useful, interesting in flashes, but pretty miserable to listen to -- a scrapbook of ideas in need of an album 3/5
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