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The track is an hour and six minutes long. Take a wild fucking guess what it sounds like. For fans of Peter Frampton, losing money in carnival games, eating things that are not food, and throwing objects at ceiling fans. If you play this, you must be a really big fan of neapolitan ice cream.

~brick

mins 1-30 (approx)- heavy drone that you would hear if you were buried under 18 meet of mammoth blubber during mating season, combined with you hypotehmic dizziness and paranoia. there's one sound in particular that reminds me of a snippet of a ghost house in super mario world. the best track i can liken it to is Prine's when Dove's Cry

Mins 30-1:06 tinky and a downer, with a lot of tension. Kind of like sticking a marble in your Urethra to choke off the the leech that crawled up there and then going to apply for a job at a pet food factory drunk.