where you know who lost his head up his own ass, making records for critics, obsessing over "minstrelsy" and not just doing his best for the satisfaction of the listener.

this record was laughable at it's attempts to be a "swerve" to the fans.

truly an awful, unsatisfying and worst of all inartistic album that questlove to this day still doesn't even realize or recognize the failure of.

with him at the helm, they continued down this delusional path for the rest of their career.

the only reprieve being a few solitary tracks dispersed throughout the next 10 years worth of releases.