In Problem Child's music I find a subtle mixture of genres layers delicately on top of each other; creatively and sensitively mixed; and designed to speak directly to those often neglected eardrums that float along the stream of consciousness from infinite past to infinite future. Certain instruments stealthily take up your pyschic space without ever encroaching. One is at once at the frontier of a bare and boundless horizon looking at rusty orange skies and and dark clouds perched on a mountain range. A colossal eye appears in the sky from no particular direction with a fixed gaze directly into your eyes. It is the eye of the music, a window of seeing, of seeing yourself intelle(actually). In that moment one is psychologically and fleetingly free. Free to journey with Problem Child to a land we rarely visit--ourselves.
