The last track recorded for the “Through the Ether” EP, I think this one has the best production values of all the x-eleven songs. It conjures visions of lunatics run amok in an asylum; a schizophrenic Casio VZ10M twists a ballpark organ theme beyond recognition while white-coated attendants maintain the appearance of order with a rigid ESQ-1 bass line. First-year medical students try to keep the patients docile with heavy doses of electronic beats from the TR909 and R-8 “electronic” ROM, but soon a passive-aggressive Matrix-6R is screaming a psychotic lead while a delusional Prophet VS blows the wind chimes on some imaginary childhood playground. An Oberheim OB-8 escapes its straightjacket and suffers a nervous breakdown in the day room at the end of the song’s first half, but is subdued by violent cymbal stabs and an injection of reversed Hawaiian steel guitar from the ASR10M. As a broken child’s record player continually skips over a fragment of an ELP drum solo, the patient at the end of the hall presses his face to the bars and asks, “Who am I?”