I don't really listen to a lot of music like this record and there is probably a good reason why, prolonged exposure is a one-way ticket to an asylum. This thing is really out there, all three tracks are about at the upper limit of what I'd listen or dance to bpm wise, but A1 is what pushes the boundaries of what electronic machinery should be capable of. It starts with this fucked up vocal sample that I can't make out, adds some brutally distorted kicks, layers in some nasty industrial synths and then there's one point probably about halfway thru the track that this nutty off the wall pattern comes in. It only lasts for maybe 10-15 seconds but that was all it took for me to file this thing away in my 7" vinyl box, lest I'd be on the phone to the psyche ward, committing myself as mentally unstable and a danger to others.