Yes, OK ebay, I'll write a review on a 28year old album like it's new. Just stop emailing me.
This was one of those albums that for 20-25years I would see on the shelf at the store but it was always priced so much higher than the other albums that I couldn't bring myself to buy it. Especially since the only track from it I had ever heard was Sweat Loaf (pseudo-cover of Black Sabbath's Sweat Leaf).
So on a whim one day I think, I need to replace all my old cassette tapes and rather than trying to convert them to mp3s, or buy mp3s, I'll just buy the CDs cheap, rip them and resell them since I already bought most of this stuff once before. So the opportunity to finally grab this album came up and I see why I had never heard anything else from this album before.
It's just not well made and the band's drug levels must have been off the charts. It sounds like a chainsaw wielding heroin addict going through withdrawals while constantly being denied his methadone. That may sound like a good thing but I'll clarify and say that's what it sounds like from inside the addicts own head. It's a seemingly endless bundle of raging noise and pain with relief just out of arm's reach.
Now I'm on my fifth listen and just like Stockholm Syndrome it's growing on me.