Chasmus DyLamodo

This album makes me want to travel back in time and abuse lsd with Syd Barrett so I can forget that this man-child put so much time and effort into parodying/outright disrespecting a heartfelt story regarding the mental deterioration of a beloved and beautiful artist. Absolute embarrassment of an album, enough to make me honestly hope that Doug ends up suffering a mind-shattering accident like Syd so that he can finally stop his endless stream of self-serving mediocrity. If I could give negative stars I would.