Beautiful and terrifying. The thorniest rose. Calm and calculated. The evaporating rainbow. The smell of tin sheds and horse shit. Tim-tams and dahlias. Mice and magpies. A cool tune in the hot breeze. A throw-away classic. Gizzard’s utopia. Including the original LP PLUS the original album but… INSTRUMENTAL! No vocals. No harmonies. No singers. Just… pure…. acoustic… BLISS.