It was a Springtime evening in 2007. Joanie Wolkoff and Vincent Venturella were cataloguing his antique sugar packet collection when they offhandedly decided to eat all of the packets' contents. The two friends regained consciousness after 48 hours in a hyperglycemic stupor, having recorded a dozen songs about heartache, schizophrenia, outsourcing, loyalty and triumph. Baffled by the strange work they had produced, they named it "Leopoldine" and hid the music in the base of Vincent's grandfat...