It is a concept album. It is a soundtrack.
The first section is plainly the wreckage and the second is the therapy. No happy endings, only an acceptance of the past as a memory and nothing more. This album has no lyrics aside from a monologue during the second section.
The film was designed for three screens looping separate edits of the accident footage. By the way, the footage was of the artist (Ann Trondson) crashing a very large 70's car. A good portion of this album is esoteric but steady rhythms are always present even when ambiguous.
With fear of ruining the fun of exploring this album I will tell you (since it's not in the liner notes) that all samples were taken from the following films: the Blues Brothers, Crash, the Hitcher, and the artist's footage.
"of wreckage and therapy" is a surprise for anyone willing to move in its direction. It's creaming with ear-candy. It's sensical as a full composition. It fills you as it takes from you. This music randomly wears its clothing and walks each style with a touch of whoredom.
Take a minute to breathe with it, do your drugs if you must and always let your memories and imagination turn with the sound.