I really fucking hate the Police. I mean the band, not officers (though I have little love for them either). Friends, please stop trying to convince me they are good. They aren't. You have as much of a chance of getting me to listen to them as you would a Bob Marley album or whatever those dickless, privledged fucks who pretend their Africans shit out. Are we supposed to be impressed by all of Sting's claims of marathon fuck sessions. I know for a fact that Sting is much more contend servicing himself. Just listen to how masturbatory and self indulgent every thing he has ever been involved with for evidence. So, you're probably wondering, what's the point of this rant? It's all because, if you didn't already know, this band was some early work by Steward Copeland. There's the connection. But be not afraid, this is actually good. And much weirder than you're probably guessing. No budget, garage voyages into the cosmos. Jazzy, noodlely, and spacey. Now I almost feel guilty for mentioned the Police connection. Despite that horrendous taint, this album is still great.
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.