Out of print for some time, this recording entertains the listener with happy pop songs about death and prostitutes. Tores was great as a producer, drawing giantic cocks on the mixing desk as he deemed each song finished. FYI, the child on the cover now works as an accountant at Velveteers & Sons.
God only knows what this is about. The band finally decided to record a video (edited here and there) of the whole set in the garage next to the Taxi Den Studio. Nothing makes sense (the military outfit, the short clip of a suicide, George Fromby's cover at the end) but we assure you we had a great day.