This show exists on another plane of reality. It feels like Canada made this to test out some captured aliens reception of Western media but decided to release it to the rest of the world after thinking they did a good job. The same stilted animation, guitar riffs, whipcracks, screaming make this feel like a constant loop of nothingness. Watching 10 episodes in a row today was a weird, almost dreamlike experience. Eventually I was unable to actually understand the dialogue because I was just completely sucked into this weird coma like trance where I only saw whatever was on the screen and it actually felt...good, like I needed more of it so I rewinded an episode to the beginning before the credits would roll so the experience would last longer, I felt like it was a good way to cheat out my mental system of watching 10 episodes of any cartoon a day. Around 6 episodes in I put on William Basinski's Disintegration Loops to layer over the show and see if it'd add to this feeling I had and my fucking god it did. I think Scott fellows knew this, I think this is what the show was meant for. This is literally better than masturbation in terms of pleasure I can feel from media. I was just sitting on my couch with my mouth wide open letting drool drip down my chin like a fucking monkey. it was insane, but I didn't know it was insane while I was in what I could only describe as a Johnny test zone.
