"All aboard!?" El Tryptophan's absurdly deep meditations head sidelong on the rails of a single riff churned ad nauseam into a swirling pastiche of crystalline-clear guitar wisps, layers of synths, a clanging motorik percussive motion and epic guitar freak-outs/melt downs/rave-ups. The result is something that hits somewhere in the pan-mysticism of Popol Vuh and the High Desert inflected Andean psych of Follakzoid. El Tryptophan is a project of NYC-based Gryphon Rue and enlisted the assistance of Dean Wareham, Will Epstein and others to toil away at this towering monolith of sound. Brilliant.