Ah yes, improv music: Why? Why the fuck? This is stupid and retarded jam music for stupid and retarded people, and if that isn’t bad enough, they’ve taken the liberty of writing all kinds of cute little anecdotes and comments on the recording of the individual songs in the liner notes, like anyone would ever give a shit. This entire CD is about as enjoyable as waking up to the sound of your legs being separated from your torso with a rusty hatchet. SE