Earlier this year I received three tracks of hazy Brazilian dancehall-psych, precise bursts of trembling energy and breathless meaning, invoking cellular consciousness, seed consciousness, the brain of cellular life... Odes glorifying the DNA code... I gazed up at the grey gate of Heaven with a foreign eye and yelled 'What is this shit!?' I got my answer: "Cherry Garcia man...that's all you need to know" No further questions! Golf Channel every time !