The year is 1999. I am buying anything on the Ipecac label, especially if Mike Patton is on it. The Maldoror CD comes out and I have no idea what to expect. I buy it, listen to it twice by myself, realize that there will never be an opportunity to play the album (which is filled with blood-curdling screams and cartoon noises) when there is another human being present.
I shelve it.
I keep it because the artwork rules.
It is the only pink-cased CD I own.
It remains, to this day, a very "challenging" listen.
If you want people to leave your party, this is the CD you should put on.
Patton fanboys unite. This is more music to make sure you never kiss a girl.
"The White Tears of the Maggot"