Alice strikes me as a short psychotic episode in recollection, hardly any wonder in the land with all those little pills and such! Then, as Bobbyland takes it's place, I delight in how creative endeavour can replicate something as tenuous and slippery as a sense of being. Some things are more clearly delineated, so lend themselves easily to commercial marketing, assuming it to be based on a reasonable amount of appeal. Infocalypse appeals, but to a different audience, nonetheless appreciative (merci, pour le l'invite, Cathy!) Sapir-Worf strikes me as a resounding preaching to an indistinct flock, already moving on to the next prophet. The inescapably good Microwave Harassment reminds me there is no other way, just get hold of those boot-straps... no surprise, there is a reprise! Tickling the surface tension of distortion. The final track, proposes the inevitable outcome of such existentialism. Indeed, there are many roads that lead this way. Surely, the head psychiatrist would have to be just a little crazy, otherwise they wouldn't really have a clue. This is one, and there are several. Superb analyses...

Nice, I've enjoyed all of Infocalype's releases, but this may be the best--more emphasis on sound, with deranged computer vocals complementing sound rather than vice versa.