Kneale brings in all the "big" names in the drone/noise/psych scene of the time (Simon Wickham-Smith, Anla Courtis of Reynols fame, Jan Anderzen of Kemialliset Ystävät, etc.) and asks them to collaborate on one track each. A bit gimmicky, but when the results are so fucking incredible, you tend to forget about it. Hard to tell who worked on which track as it's quite difficult to recognize anyone's specific style... except for Kneale, which is why this remains a BCM album and not a compilation. I absolutely love the opening track, a short noisy number, like a machine breaking open and letting us take a peak inside with the rest of the album being an exploration of it's mechanisms. The real highlight however is the sixth track. There is no describing how utterly insane this track is; like listening to an orgy in a loony bin while all the patients are being lobotomized using plastic forks. Yikes!