Eerily dark and hallucinatory ambient album from 90s acid house un-conventionalists KLF. David Lynch-esque portrayal of a mythical night-time journey through the US south, interlaced with sounds and echoes, trains in the night, thunder, Elvis on the radio, teaspoons clinking against the cup edge, bar glasses shaking in a tremor.Incredibly sensory and emotive, this is the fear and loathing of a drug dreamworld.
Don't turn all the lights off.
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