Going Down To The River...To Blow My Mind
The third album in the psychiatric trilogy by Luke Haines (The Auteurs, The Servants, Black Box Recorder) and Peter Buck (R.E.M) was recorded in Portland, Oregon, USA. It features a foot-down-to-the-floor-throttle-out style that promises a wild ride through churning psychedelic excursions.
Listeners can expect to ponder questions such as: Have you ever been cold called by someone claiming to represent the Pink Floyd research group? Have you found yourself stranded on the moon with Papa John Philips, only to realize you were out of drugs? Can you tally up your nervous breakdowns on the paws of more than two dozen cats? Does it seem like all you ever do is answer questions?
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Going Down To The River...To Blow My Mind
The third album in the psychiatric trilogy by Luke Haines (The Auteurs, The Servants, Black Box Recorder) and Peter Buck (R.E.M) was recorded in Portland, Oregon, USA. It features a foot-down-to-the-floor-throttle-out style that promises a wild ride through churning psychedelic excursions.
Listeners can expect to ponder questions such as: Have you ever been cold called by someone claiming to represent the Pink Floyd research group? Have you found yourself stranded on the moon with Papa John Philips, only to realize you were out of drugs? Can you tally up your nervous breakdowns on the paws of more than two dozen cats? Does it seem like all you ever do is answer questions?
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The third album in the psychiatric trilogy by Luke Haines (The Auteurs, The Servants, Black Box Recorder) and Peter Buck (R.E.M) was recorded in Portland, Oregon, USA. It features a foot-down-to-the-floor-throttle-out style that promises a wild ride through churning psychedelic excursions.
Listeners can expect to ponder questions such as: Have you ever been cold called by someone claiming to represent the Pink Floyd research group? Have you found yourself stranded on the moon with Papa John Philips, only to realize you were out of drugs? Can you tally up your nervous breakdowns on the paws of more than two dozen cats? Does it seem like all you ever do is answer questions?
