Listened to this album while doped up on amphetamines and LSD via a drip feed while riding a giant nautilus made out of incandescence in a cyclone of boiling lemon juice suspended over a ruined NYC landscape that had been turned into rainbow glitter as I grew forty thousand and six penises that were all being blown by mermaids as the sun rose and set every 0.2 seconds while each one of my senses were transcended to an infinite degree giving me a universal field of vision of the past, present and future of every particle in every universe enabling me to create ten thousand universes every parsec which were incessantly born and expired in a sixty foot tall hard light hollow figurine of Bob Saget. It was pretty boring, to be honest.