If you're looking for some of that commercial pop that a couple of precocious limeys are churning out at the moment, look away. This ain't that cute little combo. No, this is the snarling beast forged from the remains of the almighty Electric Eels. These forgotten gems are missing, yet essential, pieces in the complex Cleveland punk puzzle. And what a glorious puzzle that was. If you love the Eels (how can you not) then there's no reason to sleep on these, unless you already have them I suppose. And no laughing at my horrible layout. I really don't have a fucking clue what I'm doing. I'm lucky that I can barely type.
So after a pretty good run of things mediafire decided to suspend my account. This is why the site is now riddled with dead links. I do not plan on re-upping them so don't bother asking. If a link dies, so be it. However, I will gladly try to fill requests assuming I have the album. Just leave a comment or send me an e-mail. It might just take some time though. And if any readers actually want to help out and provide links to replace the dead ones that would be great.
As far as the content goes there's no logic behind the selections. These are simply albums I enjoy and figure there's other weirdos out there somewhere who might as well. Basically, the site is here for me to complain about mundane things and ridicule my lame existence.