Legendary Japanese noisemonger takes the croaking and guttural exhortations of the humble toad and crafts them into an album of pure flesh-searing skronk. The polar opposite of Soothing Sounds of Nature tapes, this is designed to perforate your eardrums and shred your psyche into thin slivers. Audibly gleeful in its ugliness.Ribbit
Choice! I obsess over albums like this -- like that Tribes of Neurot record made of insect sounds and the Matmos record composed of plastic surgery sounds. Thanks!
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