A trippy groove-filled post modern sideswipe. Everything about this collection bends and slides you towards a deeply frivolous seduction. Another dramatic stride on the path towards wherever it is Trapper is ultimately heading.
Prog rock backbeat, jazz-marked fusionality, heartfelt acid folk ballads, drippy layered vocals, trancy electronic flirtations, hapless lyricality, compulsive rhythms, acoustic air, emotional honesty, serious boundary issues.
“Intergalactic Funk laced with Cosmic Consciousness”
“They say that music can change the world. Let’s hope that’s not the case.”
“Mr. Shua ties the whole album together.”
“Hey – what kind of music is this anyway?”
“Hard to believe all of this is intentional.”
“Glad you got this done before the Rapture.”