I really hope this isn't just a one-time offshoot, because there is some truly kick ass music on this album. Fans of heavy psych rock take note: you cannot die without having heard this album, it embodies everything you would want from such a record: incredible crescendos, totally heavy, skull-crushing moments, blissful passages and just enough weirdness to keep you from drifting too far away. The Mirror Was A Knife starts the album off on a really intense note which will have the adrenaline rushing even through the more fucked up parts (Victim Of A Joke might cause convulsions in some listeners). Our Lungs/What About The Radio, the longest and best track on the album has early Sunburned Hand Of The Man written all over it. By the time you reach the final track, The Call Me Fuckhead, with it's pounding, all the way up to "11", bass drums, your mind will be burnt to a crisp and you'll be addicted for life. No immediate cure in sight either.