This single-sided chunk of tough tech house from Jamie Jones uses samples from a hopelessly incapacitated guy calling 911 to plead for help after doing just that. He and his wife have made pot brownies, ingested a few and are hysterical about it. Jamie Jones slaps down thick kicks and snapping hi-hats over a rubbery, simple bass line, firing off delayed, uneasy noises to add a sense of paranoia. With the big upfront percussion and Chi-town drum track feel, I wouldn't be surprised if Jones crafted this on analogue gear; there's certainly no fancy sleight of hand with the production.
The track is blatantly simple; the vocals from the demented caller completely make the track. Without them, though, it would be a good, but ultimately forgettable release: Jones displays just how effective a good sample can be. It doesn't hurt that it's funny as hell too.