The Wop-iverse

Christina Lindberg

2010-08-23T01:31:00.000-07:00

I forgot this page was even still up.Looks like I'll have to add to it on a reg basis again.I was effin' around with a pic of the naturally gorgeous Christina Lindberg here,and the results I post for your approval...

Wop

Hey Wop,where's the creativity?

2009-02-16T01:23:00.000-08:00

At least four of you out there might be asking me that at some point.Well,here's an update/excuse/explanation as to why there haven't been any decidedly deranged new entries here in the atmosphere of this second incarnation of the wopiverse.Besides the fact that I inadvertently put myself back on a normal sleep schedule(sleeping nights instead of the all-too familiar "all day long" you're used to hearing about)which puts the malocchio on any spurts of creativity I might have as the sun starts to rise,I've been working with one of my oldest friends on slapping together the greatest podcast you will ever hear in your life.Keep your glassies peeled.I'm also doing a monthly court appearance due to my wonderfully awful choices in matrimonies of yesteryear,which not only keeps me grounded travel-wise,but also puts the serpentine squeeze on my chain wallet,which is less than sexy,as you might imagine.Fret not,chums,I'll dream something up in the near future for your approval.Until then,keep the faith!

Love,
Wop

What MySpace Suffers Without #3:The B.W. Survey

2009-01-23T15:51:00.000-08:00

Think back to March, were you single?
At first glance it would seem that I wasnt,but awful reality was about to rear it's ugly head in the following months.

What are you listening to?
Gerry Rafferty-Baker Street.Boy,could he use some gruff,Cookie Monster-esque vocals.

Who are your last five texts from?
Girls.Fret not,chums,I'm not going funny on you.

Have you ever kissed anyone who's name started with a J?
I've had more J's on my lips than Paul MacCartney tries to sneak past customs in his baggage in any given year.

Do you trust all your friends?
As long as I keep it simple,leaving out blood pacts,oaths of brotherhood,etc.,I make out alright.Sometimes even pleasantly surprised,at that.

Who's hoodie did you wear last that wasnt yours?
I borrowed the executioner's.

Do you know anyone who drinks a lot?
Not anymore.The circle I was in drank ALL the alcohol,and now there's nothing left for anybody else.

Do you have a friend you can tell stuff to and you're sure they won't tell?
Course not.And don't burden me with your secrets either,I'm bogged down with enough of my own.

Did you like anyone last summer?
That I did.Unfortunately they didn't like me very much.Sic vita est.

When was the last time you went camping?
A righteous kegger in the state woods several years back,where I went down in drinking history by pulling off a 2 minute and 26 second kegstand.That's no typo.

Favorite flavor of Vitamin Water?
If by "vitamin water" you really mean Mountain Dew,then I'd put the traditional flavour in the top spot,followed closely by the new style "Voltage" in second.

What are you doing tonight?
Some movie reviews for my website hopefully.Anything more than that would be totally unexpected thrills of the highest calibre.Sad,really...

How is your life lately?
A lot more quiet than usual.Not complaining or anything,it gives me the time to sit down and pull it all on paper.

Last person you talked to on the phone?
The enigmatic Robert Phibes.If only you unsuspecting folks out there knew what we have in store for you...

Last person to comment you?
Guppy.Don't let her dork goggles fool you,she's out of her tree.

Could you go out in public, looking like you do now?
I do it every day of my life.The question is...could YOU do it?

What color are your eyes?
Asspie brown.Eh,whattayagondo?

Who's thinking about you right now?
A healthy blend of members of my "disturbing internet fan base" and various "net-whores",no doubt.Throw in the local constabulary,a handful of flaccid enemies,and your mother,and we've come that much closer to the truth.

When will your next kiss take place?
Hopefully soon.I kiss girls....pass it on.

Do you sleep with your door open or closed?
Sleep??Who's got time for that.The door's open,come right on in...unless I've locked it and perched myself precariously behind it,just to hear you knock until your knuckles pop.I'll do that,you know.

What's the greatest thing that happened to you today?
So far?I smoked some cigarettes and received vitamins,gummi bears,some astrological charts,and a million dollar bill in the mail.Pretty good start.

Honestly, do you like anybody?
I like everybody,come on.I'm easy like a Sunday morning.

What do you want for your next birthday?
Yes.

Do you get along with your best friends boyfriend/girlfriend?
I'm not smacking her ass like a conga drum or anything,but we watch Galactica together.

Who makes you happiest?
You all do.Group hug,let's go.

Whens your birthday?
Historically,the day of Mundus Patet,a Roman harvest feast involving the dead,and more specifically,the day the very first episode of Monty Python's Flying Circus was broadcast on BBC.

When is the last time you saw number 2 on your top friends?
I haven't sorted a top ten yet,so remember I'm watching you.

Would you rather your partner have gorgeous eyes or a gorgeous smile?
I'd sacrifice either or both of these traits for a girl who ACTUALLY understands the meaning of the words commitment and loyalty

Something you're looking forward to in the next month?
That'd be telling,wouldn't it.

How often do you hold back what you want to say?
Never.Unless my lawyer advises against it.

Is it possible that you could be pregnant right now?
Impossible, that's what she said! You just can't trust women, can you?

Is it cute when boys/girls kiss on the forehead?
As long as Pete Townsend isn't there with a camcorder.Wow,I can't believe I went there.

Is there anyone who understands your relationship status?
I've let ONE girl in on it.I'm pretty sure she fully comprehends the scope of my all-engrossing love and devotion to that certain someone.Something?I've said too much already...

Is there a night you would like to put on repeat, and live it forever?
The night Silvio Berlusconi hands the prime ministership of Italy over to me,as my best selling memoirs pass the ten million copies sold mark,and I'm voted Time's man of the decade as I sign a contract to direct and star in the latest horror classic,so I retire to the discotheque on the deck of my yacht with forty or fifty of my closest friends and a handful of lascivious concubines to boogie until the sun rises.Then we're off to Matool to rescue Dr. Maynard...

What kind of mood are you in?
I see you there with your cheshire grin,I got my eye on you
shake your tailfeathers in my face,there's no telling what I'll do
well looky here you sweet young thing,the magic's in my hands
when in doubt,I whip it out,I got me a rock n' roll band...itsafreeforall!

What do you want right now?
Dom Perignon and a spoon up my nose.A billfold fulla spondulicks would be choice too.

What are you doing tomorrow?
A lot more than I did today,hopefully.

Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?
I've got plenty of those,if by talking you mean growling obscenities in my direction as I pull their hair and the ropes tighter.I'm a real conversationalist,after all.

Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now?
I'm gonna invoke Jim Kelly's soulfro in "Enter the Dragon" and say..."If it comes,I won't even notice.I'll be too busy looking goooooood."Jump back,turkeys!

You have to get a tattoo, where and what do you get?
True story.I'm getting my throat and neck filled in.With what,I haven't decided yet.

Is the last person you kissed mad at you?
Probably not,she's completely unweighed down by the heavy burden of me in her life these days.

Would you ever get a tattoo?
Oh gosh,that'd be extreme,wouldn't it? Point me at the nearest traditional Japanese koi/dragon/samurai flash,I'm ready to be pretentious,Mr. DeMille!

How many piercings do you want/have?
I've had my left ear pierced twice with terribly unexciting hoops for as long as I care to remember.Anything more on me would be overkill,though I'm not opposed to dames with an abundance of metal shoved through various body parts,as history will show.

Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months without cheating?
I've gone years being completely faithful to ex-girlfriends/ex-wives.Note the prefix "ex",and you'll begin to see where that got me.

Day been rough?
By now I eat so-called rough days like so much marinara-dipped fried calamari.

Do you dye your hair?
I don't grow my hair long enough to be dye-worthy.And if I did...I still wouldn't do it.

Do you plan on going to college?
Perhaps to apologize for sleeping drunk so many mornings on the main steps on campus.I spent five years of their time and mine acting out "Animal House",afterall.

When you say you don't care, do you mean it?
Almost never.Unless I say it in accordance with the following topics:
Rob Zombie "Halloween" remakes/sequels,U2 albums released after "Boy","October",or "War","I would prefer you didn't smoke in here.","The tomato you and your drunken buddies were throwing back and forth at each other is now on my wife's shoulder.",and the ever-pesky "We've got a warrant for your arrest..." I really don't care,weenbags!

Do you know anyone who has messed up your life?
I've done a bang up job on my own,but there's never been a shortage of people willing to help.

Can you read other peoples expressions?
If I couldn't by now,what the hell good would I be?

Is something bothering you right now?
A lot of things could potentially be causing me grief,but if they are,you'll never see it on me.I'm armoured to the gills.

Would you go back in time to change something?
I'd go back in time to change EVERYTHING.Except the yellow corduroy "Super Shark" tank top I had when I was six.We'll keep that.

How was last night?
The latest in a long string of uneventful medicated evenings.Something's gotta give.

Would you ever donate blood?
I would donate YOUR blood to the noble cause of my own amusement.And that is much better.

What were you doing last night?
Trying to unfudge my dvd drive and take the daily cult movie bloggers' quiz in the midst of a heavy vicodin haze.Grade:F.

Have you ever taken a bra off with one hand?
I've taken bras off with telekinesis.

What did you wear today?
"Shriek of the Mutilated" t-shirt,army greens,and fourteen eye black steelcapped Doctor Martens.Hella cute,I looked.

...That's it for now.Stay tuned for more hijinks

Sophia Loren or Shirley Temple?You decide.

2009-01-05T11:50:00.000-08:00

Tonight's Wop-tionary Entry:"fagnet"

2008-12-23T06:06:00.000-08:00

fagnet\FAGnet\,noun:
a)a female who surrounds herself with homosexuals;formerly "fag hag"
b)a heterosexual male who finds himself objectingly, to be the object of mass homosexual desire

"Poor Derek is a real fagnet whenever he goes out to a club."

origin:a drunken melding of the words fag and magnet,after viddying a table with one girl and several gays at the truck stop.

Photographic evidence why Doc should watch Dallas Cowboys games alone.

2008-12-22T02:59:00.000-08:00

This gif was made possible in the fourth quarter of the Baltimore Ravens/Dallas Cowboys alone.Amazing.

Dear Santa:My Magic Letter for 2008

2008-12-15T12:35:00.000-08:00

Dear Santa(as you see,I've refrained from addressing you as "that fat communist bastard" this year),
I haven't written one of these to you since Leo Sayer felt like dancing,and even then you totally ignored my pleas to keep Marine Boy and Ultraman on the air,though I admit transforming me into Spiderman might have been outside your jurisdiction,I was still bummed out over you never making it happen.I'm willing to let bygones be bygones this year,and putting our political differences aside,I find myself once again calling upon your holiday magic.I know I put on airs of superiority in both my writing and in real life,but I assure you that this is only for entertainment purposes.If I get chuckle out of a few people with my routines,then I feel like I've accomplished something.
It's well documented that you monitor all peoples' behaviour,and though this rings Orwellian to me,I've accepted it.You must realize then,that I've struggled to become a better person,in thought and in deed,and though my improvement hasn't cemented any positive results in my personal life,Christmas is allegedly the litmus test one can go by.I'm not here to beg for material goods,as this past year has taught me just how much none of these things really matter in the grand scheme of things.Granted,I feel a little selfish asking for SOMETHING,but in the spirit of the season,I think maybe you can spot me this one request.
It's been about two years since I've seen my children.Not a day goes by that I don't think about the three of them and how they're doing,and frankly,I can't even begin to express in mere words how terribly I miss them.If I pick up a picture of them,that's all it takes to break me up.I realize they've probably got fruitful lives where they are,in a better situation than I can offer them at this point,and I'm happy they've gotten this chance,albeit without me.Asking to see or talk to them is probably out of your busy hands this time of year,which is understandable,but my request is that they have the best Christmas they've ever had this time around,courtesy of you.And maybe,in the midst of all the wrapping paper,toys,and stocking stuffers,the eggnog,carols,and snowmen,they think about me for a minute,wherever they are,and know in their hearts how much I really do love them,even if I can't be there for them right now.Please grant me this one wish,and restore my faith in the most wonderful time of the year.

Sincerely,
Stefano

If you see Quetzalcoatl,give him an extra flush.

2008-11-27T19:09:00.000-08:00

I've noticed an attitude that's prevalent in the Che Guevara hat-wearing,emo-coiffed,"new age" hard ons in the circle I've been unfortuantely trapped in for the last few months:"It's all over in 2012,maaaaahn!"This is spurred on by a belief that the Mayan long-count calendar,which ends either on December 21st or December 23rd 2012 depending on who you talk to, signals the end of the world as we know it(please skip the mainstream R.E.M. cue there,for the love of the Gods!).It's not even known for certain if the Mayans themselves staked claim in this belief ,but the douchebags are sure convinced.I can't go out and not drink in peace without hearing some apocalyptic warning out of some limpwrist Franz Ferdinand-lookalike's worthless yap.You can't even find a Mayan these days that isn't airbrushed on the side of a conversion van,carrying some sacrifice up stone steps to appease a volcano or a feathered serpent or some equally dumb shit.Well,I've actualized a conception of what it's gonna look like when Quetzlcoatl finally flaps out of the heavens to seal mankind's final doom.

There are entirely more relevant mantras to be repeating out there ad nauseum,and you'll sound a lot more intelligently than you think you do now.Give the Mayans a rest.

Wop

Happy Thanksgiving!

2008-11-27T07:16:00.000-08:00

Tonight's Wop-tionary entry:"monthecunt"

2008-11-22T01:46:00.000-08:00

monthecunt\MONTH-ah-cunt\,noun:
a)A female,who despite appearing to be girlfriend material,through exquisite good looks,voracious sexual appetite,or uproariously good partying company,due to previously unnoticed character flaws(i.e. small brain,left wing agenda,behaviour not conducive to her Emperor's will),finds herself discarded by the wayside like so much spent bathroom tissue after only a month's time.
b)A dame you hook up with for a solid month,then break it off with.

"Despite a soulful connection and obvious attraction,Melissa turned out to be just another monthecunt."

origin: the Emperor's wonderfully dark and mysterious subconscious mind.

N.B. There have been arguments as to whether the opposite term "monthecock" should be included,but said term has been omitted until such time as a dynamic Queen worthy of such vocabulary power sees fit to render any man thusly.

Big Wop on YouTube!

2008-11-20T01:35:00.000-08:00

Just tooling around with my webcam and some soundtrack music,
but everybody starts somewhere.A few of us are bouncing ideas around for an independent horror movie,so,who knows....

This second clip was put together by a good friend of mine named Doug,and although I strike all of TWO action poses throughout the damned thing,it should sate the inborn need for B.W. all of your mothers were collectively born suppressing in their aching loins.Check them out,leave some comments,
and,above all,enjoy!

Wop

An artist's rendering of Oct. 5th,1969

2008-11-01T22:59:00.000-07:00

I Sort Glass!

2008-10-20T15:28:00.000-07:00

Helping out Obama!

2008-10-16T01:08:00.000-07:00

Since Dolemite seems to have refused candidacy for president this time around,I've decided to help out Democrat Barack Obama by dreaming up some compaign posters that might just win him over the hardest group of voters he will face at the polls:White racists.These few ideas should cement a November victory for the first African-American nominee in history!No need to thank me,Barack...

Three for the Season:New Scented Candles!

2008-10-14T04:56:00.000-07:00

An unmistakable sign of fall's grip on the land is the seasonal rise in popularity of large scented candles.What soccer mom in her right mind doesn't pull out the five lb pumpkin spice candle in a jar and burn the shit out of it til well after Thanksgiving or it burns out,whichever happens first.Always happy to partake in the ritual myself,I've invented three new candles for you scentaholics out there.

Pounded Vadge
Light this candle,and let your olfactories bring you to cemetery sex in the back of a 72 Mustang or on the stairs half-dressed while you're babysitting.If you breathe its vapors deeply enough,you can smell your boyfriend telling all his buddies all the nasty things you did to him amidst clouds of Northern Lights smoke and the stink of Blatz beer,too.Ah,the good ole days...

Ganges River Corpse
A few whiffs from this little number and you'll imagine yourself on the banks of the Ganges in India,as bloated vulture-pecked hindu bodies float right on by.If you're a hindu yourself,you may feel compelled to bathe in or drink the water right on the spot.But you can't.It's only a candle,stupid.

Anna Nicole Smith's Dead Body
Light this one and let your nose be overtaken with the fragrance of Valium, Klonopin, and Ativan,mixed with chloral hydrate to combine into the intoxicating odor of dead gold-digging trailer park floozy.

U2's New Album!

2008-09-17T04:28:00.000-07:00

Monday's pre-piss up thought:

2008-09-15T14:03:00.000-07:00

"What first attracts a woman to you is what eventually polarizes her from you.
"

Think about that.

Wop

Homebrew

2008-09-11T04:37:00.000-07:00

I've been brewing my own bitter down in the cellars here at Castle Wop,and upon tasting it,I noticed it had an even more bitter aftertaste than I would have liked.I handed out small samples to some of the locals,and to my surprise,they enjoyed it greatly and suggested that I bottle and market it immediately.I felt the bottle's label should reflect to some degree the contents therein,and after much ponderance,came up with the following:

Because,really,you don't get any more bitter than THAT.

Big Wop Comics,Vol.1!!!

2008-09-08T15:12:00.000-07:00

Conjoined Parasitic Twins and You.

2008-09-05T06:28:00.000-07:00

Because everyone knows the extent of my fixation on conjoined,parasitic twins.More to come!

Miracles and Motor City Madmen...Together Again!

2008-08-08T02:15:00.003-07:00

The way I was positioned in this incredibly uncomfy chair over here forced my camo shorts to leave an impression in my calf muscle not entirely unlike the "Madball" logo.

I think that beats this guy I know who recently discovered an uncanny resemblance to the "Air Jordan" logo in a blob of soap in an industrial sink at one of the local print shops, hands down.For all I know,you're currently in balmy California where its 64 degrees currently,as opposed to the piles-inducing 51 here in loverly Pennsylvania.But you won't be experiencing FULL BLUNTAL NUGITY
tonight in Jim Thorpe with me and ol' Trouble.So suck it.All is right with the world once again,and I can go chain smoke my ass off on the concrete front stoop and wonder why it is again I live with a smoke-free roommate and not a reasonable facsimile of Christina Lindberg circa 1971-1974 who happens to not only derive pleasure in lighting me up cigarettes seconds before I need them,but also making meatballs identical in taste to my late mother's recipe.That's REALLY not asking too much,is it?Oh,and eff you in advance.

Dubya

The Emperor's thoughts on "Lineage 2"...

2008-08-08T02:15:00.002-07:00

Sorry,Barack...

2008-08-08T02:15:00.000-07:00

11 Essential B.W. Albums of the 1970's

2008-06-30T00:42:00.000-07:00

Lobo-Of a Simple Man(1972)
I warped the fuck out of my old man's already ragged eight track of this folk record,and by the time my buddy Wayne and I stayed up late to talk/whine about all the hairpig chicks who wanted nothing to do with us in our early teen years(foolish dames!) with this as the nightly soundtrack,you could hear multiple tracks playing at the same time.I found a German import cd years later,and rediscovered it all over again. A Simple Man,Don't Expect Me To Be Your Friend,A Big Red Kite,Recycle Sally,and the big hit,I'd Love You to Want Me are all stand-out tracks.

KISS-Destroyer(1976)
Yeah I was a proud member of the KISS Army back in 1978,and my bedroom was a shrine to these guys for a few years there,had a custom pair of Dingo boots painted to look like Gene's dragons,hell,I even did a Gene Simmons pose for the fourth grade class picture(pissed EVERYONE off,too)...at least until I got my hands on "Dynasty"(1980),their disco album,which ended my love affair abruptly,at least until enough years had passed that I could look back nostalgically anyway.This particular platter was always my favorite.God of Thunder,Detroit Rock City,Do You Love Me?,King of the Nighttime World,all find their way onto my mp3 player to this very day.Chief Bat Lizard,baby!

The Damned-Damned,Damned,Damned(1977)
Vanian and co. have always been one of my favorite bands,throughout their endless lineup changes/musical periods,and their first album still serves it up as loud,fast,and hard as anybody.There were quite a few piss-drunk evenings that ended in puddles of blood,shards of broken glass,and vandalized college dorms where this album served as catalyst.Born to Kill,New Rose,Neat,Neat,Neat,I Feel Alright,See Her Tonight,the whole tracklist is choice.

Adam and the Ants-Dirk Wears White Sox(1978)
In the junior high(I hear it's called "middle school" these days,bah!)I used to skip off school to smoke behind the public pool with my buddies,then head back to my house to jam out to this essential piece of Antmusic(the original vinyl,not the remixed re-release years later,mind you) while my mother covered my ass with the truant officer's phone call in the background.If Adam never evolved out of his punk phase,I'd have been cool with it.Catholic Day was my introduction to Levi Sta-Press and JFK's brain on Jackie O's knee.Other classic tracks include Cartrouble(pts 1 & 2),The Day I Met God,Never Trust a Man(With Egg on His Face),and Cleopatra.

Ted Nugent and the Amboy Dukes-Survival of the Fittest Live(1970)
The Nuge has always been the living embodiment of everything that rocks.The guy wails on guitar,writes arena-rocking anthems about poontang,hunts EVERY animal that walks the earth,and is a narcissistic Republican.I have ALL of his albums to this very day(minus the cheesy Damn Yankees crap,of course),and this turn of the seventies live disc has long been my favorite,since I wore out the red eight track daily back in my formative years.Of course,I came to appreciate it all the more as I grew into the legendary partier that I did,stumbling drunk,stoned,and insanely tripping on four double dipped white blotters through a foggy,decadent thirty-five person party in my bedroom in my parents' house,air guitaring my way through Papa's Will,my favorite tune.Rattle MY snake.Feel free to.

Gordon Lightfoot-Sundown(1974)
I was never much for acoustic guitars and folk songs growing up,but the 'Foot was one guy I always dug.I can remember riding in a '67 Chevy Impala with my parents along the Pa Interstate hearing the outstanding title track off this lp on the radio and thinking...groovy(popular word back then),Watchman's Gone,and top ten Carefree Highway also stand outs.Hell,I even like the 204 minute minutiae-laden nautical ballad Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald(off Summertime Dream,another great record) and listen to it on occasion,when I've got a few hours to spare...

Alice Cooper-School's Out(1972)
The Coop has always been at the top of my list,and this concept album plays like a musical photo album from my past.School's Out was a yearly last day of school ritual,the eight track signalling the start of another summer full of unforgettable moments,My Stars reminds me of long afternoons sick on my living room couch,television tray full of comic books,Famous Monsters magazines,and glasses of 7Up by my side.Alma Mater reminds me of Welcome Back Kotter,and Alice sure sounds like a meloncholy Barbarino in this song.Public Animal Number 9,well that's like the story of my life,ain't it!Klaatu barada nikto!

Andrea True Connection-More,More,More(1976)
Man,I hated disco.I used to bicker back and forth all day long in grade school with the idiots who thought they were the next Travolta.While everyone was learning the New York Hustle and dressing like cheesy nine year old Italian pimps,I was planning on a righteous black van with bubble window,chrome mags,an eight track player,and an air mattress in the back for whatever guys did back there with Farrah Fawcett Majors-looking chicks while The Nuge decimated my eardrums with Stranglehold.More,More,More was my terrible secret.I even called the AM radio stations to request it all the time,and when I mustered the courage up to finally go out and buy the whole album,I hid it behind all my rock records.The rest of the album sucks balls,for the record,but Andrea was the goods for a minute there,at the top of the charts,no longer a porn loop also-ran.You'll find the extended 6 minute mix on my mp3 player right now,if I ever let you get close enough to the damned thing.

Skrewdriver-All Skrewed Up(1978)
The politically correct do-goodnik brigade of retarded lefties will no doubt become belligerent at the inclusion of Ian Stuart's right wing nationalist musical propaganda machine in my list,but I'll be damned if the Blackpool boys weren't one helluva band in their day,and proof positive is the endless number of left wing "oi" bands whose whole sound is based on Ian's.Their first offering remains one of the best punk albums EVER.PERIOD.Though my glory days of smashing the red scum are probably behind me at this point,if the band ever wants to reform,I'll gladly offer up my dead balls rendition of Mister Donaldson on lead microphone,free of charge.

The Ramones-The Ramones(1974)
Face it,The Ramones were always a lot of fun,and their first album could be a greatest hits compilation on its own.I dare you to throw it in and not start a circle pit right where you stand.Blitzkrieg Bop,Judy is a Punk,Beat on the Brat,53rd and 3rd,Now I Wanna Sniff Some Glue,truly fantastic shit.

Teenage Jesus and the Jerks-s/t(1979)
It is said that Lydia Lunch's legendary no wave band singlehandedly destroyed the New York scene,one eighteen minute performance at a time,and I'm inclined to agree.Pure unadulterated chaotic noise,punctuated by screechy shouts and pouts,you either get it or you don't.Try Orphans,Freud in Flop,Baby Doll,The Closet,and Racemixing on for size.