Well, it squalls, murmurs, builds, destroys, rocks hard, soothes softly, chimes beautifully, taps you on the shoulder and shouts, "Oi!!! Listen the fuck to this!!" before gently weaving some harrowing/touching tapestry of musical emotion to leave you pondering the complexity of lining up the patterns in the paper on your wall. And it leaves off the depressing vocals too --- in fact there's only three vocals on the whole album, one of which is an answer-phone message, all of which fit and soothe.
It also comes complete with a life affirming sixteen minutes long, flute riffed, feedback drenched symphony-type affair that may well fry yer brain for a couple of hours. Don't delay, buy yours today...(Drew)