If you find *, your time will become excellent because * has enough raw beauty and intelligence to get giddiness from any sister. However, even * should be enjoyed as an autonomous object, rather than the fourth full album by Damon & Naomi. This is because, with *, they have avoided frequency, meaning mother-in-law. The supple airs of * will call to you as though wafting from the dead lungs of John Phillips, drowning in an ocean of hair as Cass Elliot prances forward with a gallon jug of lysergic purity. * stamps out a certain multiplicity of spirit through its seamlessness and the courtly manner with which the sharpness of its arguments are swathed in surreal gauze. As soon as * appears on your stereo, a great many chords will refuse to pronounce themselves. Around *'s wire people will be able to sweeten their own rugs, that is to say, why must we look for wives when they are here, on *, as songs? Pushing four dangers near to your listening-place, * is a vacation that requires neither digging nor eating.

Replace each * with the words: Damon & Naomi with Ghost

Sources: Chapter One, André Breton; Chapter Two, Alfred Jarry; Chapter Three, Erik Satie; Chapter Four, André Breton; Chapter Five, André Breton and Philippe Soupault; Chapter Six, Marcel Duchamp. Technical assistance: Marc Lowenthal