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This is a case where the over the top cover art actually captures this albums extremely dark, yet ironically playful, tongue in cheek, slams, perfectly. The soundtrack to some perverted morgue workers twisted fantasies. An argument can genuinely be made that this was the Funderud’s magnum opus and the synergy between James and Martins duel vocal, molestation is both chilling and noteworthy.
Favorite track: Ovarian Implosion.