This album is the musical equivalent of that modern art piece where the banana is taped to the wall. Critics will Ooh and Aah, and discuss the statement the banana makes and the commentary of some such or other they've pulled out of their arse. While the rest of us stare and say "It's a fucking banana". Granted, this album is probably for aspiring musicians and music producers who push forward the craft, rather than the typical music listener. I can't rate an album highly when critics' note "After I listened to the album for the 6th time, it made sense" as it's 80 minutes of experimental and a-rhythmic jargon. Not a fan, I will never listen to it again as it's not something I would actively choose to listen to. I'm sure it's a vital piece of music creation and influenced many, but one of those many isn't me.