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THE BRAINY CRAMPS- Go to the Beach (Fallen Angel Records) I’ve thought about a lot of things in my life, but until now, I’d never envisioned mailing anyone my cum. Or buying a fish tank full of that same substance. It also hadn’t ever occurred to me to say, “Your cunt smells like a dump” to anybody (even if that was the case). And I’d never before contemplated just how Zen a bi-focal fist fuck might be. So thank you for that, Brainy Cramps. It’s a good thing that most of the 20 tracks on Go to the Beach are neither catchy nor melodic because I’d never be able to get them out of my head.  That said, the delicately delivered “Sense of Security,” a poignant ditty about how getting caught wacking off and being molested by a priest can affect one’s psyche, has been looping through my mind for days. And I’d be lyin’ if I said that “Hey Rick (That Girl You Fucked Last Night Was a Dude)” didn’t totally rock. Nauseating and hilarious. –Ben Hunter

 

 

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