Given that I tend to let the music come to me rather than actively seek it out (DJ Responsible Digests the Hype, derr…), Embryonic just sort of fell into my lap. The same thing happened with At War with the Mystics (an underrated album in its own right), and the same thing happens with just about every new album for just about every band that I like. One lesson is that I should join more listservs. Another is that Embryonic is truly special. As I surveyed the set-up (some badass cover art, eighteen tracks, largely instrumental, sprawling) I knew that this was the type of experiment destined to be epically good or spectacularly bad. One maze through the cartoonish and turbulent journey is all I needed to know that Embryonic is an imperfect masterpiece from the captains of weird.
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