1001 Albums Summary

Glitchy, bubblegum Tokyo. Cotton candy clouds over sleak aluminum buildings. A badass little girl kicking robots asses. This album has the raw imaginative fun of a child with a box of crayons...or just a group of middle aged men on psychedelics. Flaming Lips in their prime.

Although jazz is a form that celebrates experimentation, given the time period of this album there's only so many sounds that it couldve produced. Listening in one sitting, a lot of the songs seem to blur together and no song is particularly distinguishable from another, making it a tad redundant at times. That being said, brass instruments and jazz singers always fill me with a certain degree of warmth...similar to being wine drunk.