by Kevin Blechdom. I revisited it at the weekend after not listening for a while and partially going off it. But fuck, it's worth every bit of the 10 I gave it on DiS. It was marked down to 9, actually - it's a flawed record musically, existing as it does not only as a piece of music but as a thorny conceptual blob of anger, hysteria, autobiography, tongue-in-cheek crapness - but the complexity and brazen weirdness and strange heartfelt triteness just makes it one of the most brilliant and terrifying records I've heard this millennium.