I once heard a story about seeing a guy in pretty rough shape digging through the trash for something, anything. It was outside of a shitty fast-food joint like Naugles or Jimboy's or something. Anyway, his face lit up when he gripped a prize and whipped a slimy bag of past date steak chunks outta the can. He proceeded to squeeze the contents into his mouth, chewing and gagging the whole time, like a snake trying to choke down a severed leg from a car accident or something. That's what the music sounds like too. Get gross with it, like Bobby Soxx at a high school dance. 2nd of 5 in the Systemic Surgery series each hand numbered and limited to 200. Hand stamped labels on black vinyl housed in a custom die cut sleeve with a risograph print hand glued to the front. Classy.