Imagine an impassioned triceratops mating with a steam turbine, while off to the side Daft Punk and the Bee Gees beat each other to death with breadsticks and spatulas. Imagine the sound that would make. Just try. Brokencyde is kind of like that, except it also makes you want to jab your thumbs into your eyeballs and gargle acid.
I once gave up coffee. Sadly, I realized it was the source of my superpowers.