Typically muddy sound.

Sly Stone would get loaded to teh gills on blow and mix and remix and remix and remix and remix etc the tracks, bouncing whole rafts of track upon track until it sounded all soupy.

Rhymes, "Barrier," and, "Marry you."

Track 4 - Frisky.

4: Frisky.

Everyone sounds like they're stumbling around in a swamp.

In a good way.

Drugs are good, kids, m'kay.

It's completely addled.

Like a funky old egg.

Track 5 - Thankful N' Thoughtful.

Squelchy.

That ye olde drum machine's back.

Back with my coffee!

Thankful n' Thoughtful

Y'know, there's a point when you take so much cocaine everything slows down to a crawl.

A bizarre, warped, languid narcotic sensation saturates everything.

Only ever happened to me a couple of times.

This is that feeling's soundtrack.

This is going on too long.

Track 6 - Skin I'm In.

6: Skin I'm In.

The drummer sounds like he's got a dustcloth over him.

Nightjar wrote:

Y'know, there's a point when you take so much cocaine everything slows down to a crawl.

A bizarre, warped, languid narcotic sensation saturates everything.

Only ever happened to me a couple of times.

This is that feeling's soundtrack.

No, it really is plodding & lifeless.