Holy shit!! This is actually ridiculously sweet. Thought it would just be Flea slapping bass for a few hours after dropping tabs...but wow really digging this.
I'm actually quite surprised at how outside-the-lines Flea can color
while staying not only bearable, but greatly interesting - and with refreshing intention.
This
moves through a lot of excited electronic breakbeats, tasteful trumpet flutters, piano and
choir segments,
stuttering synths, and it makes for an overall worthy EP, showing how far the L.A. punk has
come in his long musical journey.
And, of course, there's a great vocal part from Patti Smith on the title
track.
