A solid black cover with eye/mouth holes hand-cut out of it masks what turns out to be a three-eyed Spongebob inner sleeve. If you actually play the record, it’s loony, indecipherable art-garageyness that might be this generation’s post-modernist answer to Hollywood Autopsy. I am not high enough to appreciate this product at present. BEST SONG: “Tempurpedic Mattress.” BEST SONG TITLE: Blow Up: Bubblegum.” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: If you look at the record label as it spins around and then you look at my small portable fan shaped like a fighter plane, the camouflage blobs on the fighter plane really look like they’re moving. HEY, i didn’t say i wasn’t TRYING to get high enough to appreciate the product!
–norb (Infinity Cat / Sophomore Lounge / 100 Percent Breakfast, infinitycat.com/wordpress)