But beneath that fuse-blown, syncopated memory beats the heart of a joker. Proving that humor definitely belongs in music, Ox lumbers through an improvised instrumental medley for close to fifty minutes. Nuttier than a tin-roof sundae, its whimsy is the key ingredient of its charm: gong-driven meditations ("Ghost Dance") mesh with quasi-house music ("Vexations") and the clatter-happy "Down With DJ Salinger (At the Scrap Yard)," which approximates gamelan percussionists toiling on a lunar surface. With a surprise a second, the fifteen tracks reach a climax of sorts during "Wact" (first unveiled at 2003's Avant-Guitar Summit with fellow sound-muckers Dr. Gregory S. Walker and Neil Haverstick), in which our little drummer boy's addled thoughts ricochet somewhere between heaven and a factory job. The conclusion? Get thee to a Pokery. (Available through mail-order: P.O. Box 1991 Denver, CO 80201.)