Totally fucked-up and demented prison concept album from the Ratfucker himself. This piece of gold (which I got for practically nothing on eBay) has to be heard to be believed. I have no idea what to say about the center label other than Schaubroeck's records always strive for a sense of weird legitimacy and professionalism. For example, this album is a totally over-produced triple-LP gate fold record with all kinds of crazy drawings and photo stills on the inside. Indeed, still waiting for that ultra-glossy career retrospective boxed-set that I can put up in my glass hutch.
Paul Nudd
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