From the opener "Foax", we submerse into some kind of universal airport terminal that creeps and crawls along, slightly behind schedule while the listener may drift in-and-out of cave-dance consciousness, accepting the charges of what ghoulish collect call that is "Northern Telecomm 1967" before stoking into some low-down, late night, toasty-trio rehearsal on "Sundown In Pumpkintown / Soul & Sea Foam".