Apparently I'm the only person in the group who's never even encountered the singles off this album and frankly that was a blessing. I've dabbled in sample-based songmaking before and can respect how difficult it must have been to create this album, but I just don't understand why you would. No track seemed to reach a sustained melody that wasn't the one being sampled, and mostly it reminded me of the Pogo imitations of the late 00s where The Bit was that people were using wacky or nostalgic sample sources. Sample heavy hip-hop builds a new topline or a pocket for rapping over, and something like Front 242 tends to build a club beat while occasionally having a narrative. This album, by comparison, felt like an exercise in understanding what it's like to have ADHD, punctuated by the most piercing tsew-tsew-tsew sounds available. I'd be willing to believe that the music was the runoff effect of someone's hobby of filing tedious sample-clearing paperwork with record agencies, like how my yarn collecting sometimes results in a crochet project. Highlights, while still dim, were portions of songs like ETOH and Summer Crane where a sample was actually looped long enough to create a rhythm. Little Journey even approaches the feeling of a hazy summer afternoon but then heralds a tempo and style change with something jarring that sounds like a guitarist squealing up the neck. I've often thought I might be impervious to resistance-breaking via music because I would simply Enjoy listening to portions of Enter Sandman repeatedly, but the CIA would just have to play the first 3-5 songs off this album and I'd falsely confess to whatever they wanted to hear.