This album is confusing as hell for me, as a mortal and organic life form with normal cognitive abilities and no onboard internet connectivity, but it’s the kind of thing that makes me think humans are capable of communicating with the machines we’ve spent so many years creating. It’s rushed-feeling and chaotic, almost stressful even when you’re hearing a calm electronic piano in the background or a low key vocal sample. This is the kind of album that leaves you wondering how the hell people are capable of coming up with art like this. Maybe Aphex Twin was just born with a 5G chip in his head.

From the roundup Jamwise #49 - Best of 1996.