Home Blitz dude and possible future governor of New Jersey Daniel Dimaggio fires up a tape machine even more ramshackle than the one used to record the HB stuff and goes searching for his inner freak folkster. Someone with Jandek on the mind falls down a flight of stairs and get's picked up and dusted off by a group of narcotized guys who kinda know a couple of old rock-n-roll songs but they don't bother to listen to each other when playing them. Overmodulated whispers then off mic screaming. Getting lost under a thick fog of confusion then following the light to a cough syrup ragga riff with enough brightness to cut glass. The glass doesn't get cut though cuz the tape get's all glitchy and hands a bit to twitchy to hold anything steady.