Like AIC meets the Beatles in a mosh pit at a Butthole Surfers concert. Oh wait look... over there... It's Brant Bjork spinning riff brodies in the sand to a Jim Morrison ditty. Killer EP, and I hear there's a new full length brewing to quench the thirst you'll have after ingesting this gnarly display of interstellar-grunge meets avant-garde stoner/psych.
Favorite track: You're Exactly Like a Chair (used and worn).