Probably the best game to play when you just ducked the cops after getting way too high at an animal collective concert, your second ever weed moment, whereupon you blacked out, and came back awake slapping yourself in the mirror due to losing all feeling in your body for several hours, but thank god petting your wide whale corduroy pants brought your heart rate down because the line between panic attack and overdose had blurred during pre-show, which by the way, someone explain to me why the tour for Centipede Hz included Bohemian Rhapsody in the pre-show music, I mean that album is overdue for a revisit, because its more than just the "king of limbs" of their discography, but even if it isn't, it doesn't get enough love for an ambitious follow up to Merriweather, maybe it's their Kid A, not to mention the security guard making me call my mom outside the bathroom forcing her to drive out to boston in a record breaking blizzard and share a bed with me in the house of my friend of a friend and all these other kids I'd never met who needed shelter from the snow, the vacuous horror at the thought of losing my mind to the same murderous abyss my uncle did still a din too loud to ignore; a verbless enmity to an endless identity, making it all too difficult to explain to mother I'm still a good kid but a shame there wasn't a follow up with better UI.