I can’t tell you what this album is like. I’ll only sound like I’m proselytizing, and really, if I told you it was a little bit of Elliot Smith, Philip Glass and Kurt Weill all mixed up with a pinch of Sondheim and Zappa, well, now I just sound pretentious. And you still have no idea what it sounds like. So go listen to some samples on 
, or just jump in with both feet and buy it. If you do, and you don’t like it, I’ll buy you a beer*.
*Beer must be consumed with me in Austin, TX and you must defend your musical retardation while drinking it.
I’d say I hate it for the free beer. But, alas, Austin is too far away for me to get a beer with you.