Where the fuck did this come from?! It starts with absolutely nothing, less than nothing, a feeble strum that's hardly audible, a distant roll of piano and Tweedy being miserable and quiet ("I thought it was cute / for you to kiss / my purple blackeye"), and then, on 1:59, what the fuck is that?! Guitar? Loud? And drums and bass too, and after thirty seconds or so of warming up whoever it is (certainly not Jeff, no fucking way) starts playing, properly playing, fuzzed and rude and tuneful too, scouring into distortion, straight into the red, but carrying you along. And it keeps going, and going and going and it's great; it's the kidn of thrill I used to get from guitars, way back when. This is what I wanted John Squire solo to sound like. And it keeps going. And keeps going, until five minutes in, when it stops, and the tune winds down, and that's it. A Ghost Is Born. Well I never.