Recorded in a haunted apartment on Sutton St. in Greenpoint Brooklyn circa 1995 Rotary Hammer executes sonic mind-crimes with telepathy and remote Gibson hollow-body fuzz surround infusion. With angst ridden terror leads and banshee like backing vocals (on Scarlett and WWDWWD in particular) Rotary Hammer eats its own poison and then spits it in the face of authority. Note the lovely street harmonica on the final track - WWDWWD.