This is me, Chris Connelly and Steven Seibold slamming in my studio - maaan it fucking shreds. Most of the recordings i'm involved with have attitude - this fucking drips it. poppy as fuck, nasty as you want it. We cared a LOT but didn't give a fuck - make sense? So many of my very favourite tracks on here. The cover is everything i talk about in packaging class - 3-d Canadian basement floor cut up groovyness. If you don't like it, i'll take you out for breakfast.