DeMysteriisDomSathanas
this album is made for coffee. wake up early or stay up late, with lots of Java, and maybe lots of cannabis, and just play this whole album straight thru as loud as possible. it's the audio equivalent of the feeling you got reading Naked Lunch as a teenager. and it ends on its finest note. way too many people overlook this album as uncategorizable, unable to grasp, that it's supposed to be that way. that's the beauty of art and dadaism, two sides of the same coin: the alchemy of imagination.
Favorite track: Caterpiller.