Starts off fun. Weird noises with plenty of space to breathe. Booksy playfulness. Chill Out having a seizure. Cowboy emphemera: a slide guitar snippet, a jangle of spurs, bottles and cans, dozens of half-phrases about horses and plains and men and cactuses. As if drawn from a hat. Jerky rhythms.
After about 10 minutes it gets a little old, though.
And after 20 its real old.
This dude is still just saying the weirdest shit.
Is this all this record does?
At the 40 minute mark everything goes a bit soft and you're awakening from VR sickness after a month on the range and there's a giddy, disoriented glee.
After 76 minutes, though.
An hour and sixteen minutes!
76 minutes and zero hooks later.
Man.
It's pretty annoying again 3/5
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