I went to my local record store to get my hands on some shiny new ambient
drum n bass. I really was into
breakbeats at that time, and I believe I still am.
So I found this strange album. It was neither shiny nor new, but it looked weird and that's always a good sign. I bought it and threw one of the disks into my portable CD player and listened to it as I sat on the bus home.
And it just went ahead screwing up my brain!
"Agggghhh!", take or give an 'h', I said to myself as I was transformed into one of those guys who'd better be strapped to a bed in an
asylum and left there to
fade.
I ripped out the plug to the
headphones and, thank god, everything returned to normal. People stopped laughing at me and the
clowns were gone. In fact no one seemed to have noticed and all that was left was an uneasy feeling and sweaty, sticky clothes.
Breath in, breath out. Repeat.
The coolest thing about the album is that nowhere is it stated that
Aphex Twin is the man behind it, and the songs don't have (usual) names (see Uberfetus' writeup). I didn't notice Aphex Twin's
symbol on the cover until some time later when I was looking for some
thoughts of it on the
Net.
I love it.