Faux-psychedelic alchemy-mocking nonsense churned out to warm up for proper animation. Thus: improper semi-animation set to the soothing sounds of The Farmingdale Sound Machine performing \"Star-Spangled to Deaf\" from the near-album that is \"Maximum Amusement\" -- secret meanings enclosed at no additional cost. It's probably all Harry Smith's fault, really. An imbalance of the humors.