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An album chock full of weird curve-ball tracks that cannot be predicted because they don't proceed from anything that came before them. It's like he's dreamwalking through the music and among the people, and there are moments where he wakes up, just for a moment, speaks, and then slips back into his dream, wherein he weaves together in a bizarre tapestry everything he's ever heard. This is a monumental work of artistic genius and vision, and I am stunned.