5.5% Mr Bungle, 6.5% Primus (both sans vocals), and 80% fluffy-topped clockwork raccoon fed into a juice extractor then forced into a blender, plopped out into a dessert bowl with 2 soufflé forks, and topped off with 4 maraschino cherries and a dollop of cream. Then - ala Bombed Alaska - set alight with an unhealthy dose of cognac and 5 sticks of gelignite.
As to the other 8%?
Bring me a shrubbery, a rosary, and an ossuary and I may just tell you, ‘coz make no bones about it, these 3 albums bead on genius.
I enjoy all of them immensely and cannot wait to hear more. Well done guys.