Nice Anton Corbijn portait on the cover - Don looks almost human!
50% song-based, 50% classic Beefheart rant-over-racket.
'Big poop hatch with a cotton hatch, hatch holes that the light shows in and the light shows out. The little red fence, and the wire in the wood, and the barbs and the berries, the tyres and the bottles and the car upon rims, and the heat swims on its fenders and the dust collects and the rust of autumn surrenders into gold'
Highlight: the urgent, insistent Ice Cream for Crow
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