Coming from Houston, settling in Oakland, friend to the Cuts, loved by the Modey Lemon. Makes sense this acid-tinged, macabre piece of beauty falls on the lap of Birdman. Think Roky Erickson, Syd Barret, Mayo Thompson, post-ax wielding Skip Spence; the songs on Medicine F*** Dream are hypnotizing, mind-altering, dark, fuzzy bits about love, love and death, love and war, and Technicolor love from the leader of Texas' Mirrors (not the old Mirrors from yesteryear).