This behemoth of a song is long enough to get high, trip balls, realize you’re hungry, forget that you’re hungry, trip balls some more, stare at the ringing phone paralyzed in fear of answering it, finish tripping balls and stand listlessly in front of the open fridge long enough to sour the milk before deciding that you need buck a slice and should probably get high before going out to get it. This is absolutely not what I did while listening to Moon Duo’s new twenty minute opus High Over Blue. Nor should you. Wasting milk is never a good idea. Unlike Moon Duo. Moon Duo is always a good idea. Always. Quit calling me.