the_dream_of_the_blue_turtles raze it's tough to point to just one album and say, "here is the sound of my childhood." but this gets as close as anything could. from a dream of reptiles rending rosebushes comes prokofiev programmed on a synclavier. branford marsalis sailing into the stratosphere with kenny kirkland holding down the fort, his DX7 set to stun. shakespeare and shimmering single coil chords. a paranoid police deep cut remade as a frenetic dance in the jaws of madness. and then those snare hits that land with the force of the self-laid mines our man sings about in the song that sees us out. i loved it all when i was too young to understand half of what i heard. i love it still. 251129 what's it to you? who go blather from