Sounds Like: Me, Myself, and I, thats, the fact
PYJAMA DEVIL is a bunch of odd taste - the dark side of Signore Morricone, the anger of Mr. Vachss & the "jazz snob eat shit" attitude of J. Zorn.
Intoxicant jagged brew? No!
A dark, dense forest...with a pitchblack silence and intensity? Maybe?