A half-hour album consisting of the ex-Guided By Voices leader recording new vocal takes over top of old tapes dating as far back as 1980 (an approach similarly taken in reggae by Brenda Ray's recent store fave Walatta), the resulting confusion creates the ideal conditions for Pollard's madlib irreverence to thrive. Fidelity fluctuates as wildly as the eras of GBV providing the backing tracks, with practice-space squalls interspersed with multitracked vocal slurrings. Appreciated interruptions include a hilariously heated radio call-in and a hammy mock DJ continually cutting in; you can really hear the beer.