I've had Stevie Wonder's Journey Through the Secret Life of Plants for a long, long time, but hadn't ever managed to listen to it.
And the verdict?
This is the point where the man, genius though he may have been, actually lost his shit. Maybe the title of the album gives that away. Maybe promising your audience a chlorophilic trip of this nature should be considered a clue. Either way, the thing is strange. Mostly instrumental (and where it's not instrumental, it's actually even stranger), mostly slow, and, as far as I can tell, mostly disconnected from anything I remember from 9th grade biology.