In a tragic tale of life's bitter ironies, the Ginger, the Blond, and the Brown—raised on rock and roll's more aggressive, amateurish, and pretentious fare, and as a result adopting the obligatory anti-jam-band stance of the superior genres—discover that they have in fact become a jam band, albeit one that might have existed on Ralph Records, and that haphazardly edits its noisy digressions down to twisted pop songs.

Packaged in a futuristic laser-cut digipak. Limited edition of 100 CDs.

A distorted wreck of a Sigue Sigue Sputnik cover, ham-fisted garage Voivod hijinks, a hell-inviting doom spiritual, an enhanced walk down a hallway to a broken piano, and a beer-soaked ode to having more beers than friends.

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