The esoteric lyrical subjects, seemingly random instrumentation (dreamy bebop saxophone from nowhere, anyone?) and arrangements seem cobbled together, a serendipitous jumble of mismatched sounds. The result is like picking your way through a house stuffed with brilliant clutter, or reading a story told only through shelf contents, and realising that it's all a deliberate assemblage.
The album's central piece, the title song, is inspired a 1972 William S. Burroughs essay. Like a strung-out mystic Marie Kondo, Burroughs described a ritualistic, self-hypnotic re-wiring of one's habits, until grace and perfect personal order were as natural as breathing. Do Easy, the album, makes the magical mundane, and vice-versa. (Outside Music / Hand Drawn Dracula)