This third-rate Maclolm McLaren rip-off band is perversely fascinating in a car-wreck sort of way. Somebody heard Duck Rock and thought "I can do that!" Perhaps, but they didn't have Trevor Horn producing, did they? You'd be hard-pressed to listen to more than 2 of these songs in a row but the jaw-dropping "John Wayne Is Big Leggy" is the rare example of a song so bad, its good! Though I'd rather have a gun in my mouth than hear the extended version of this again in my life, the short version is perversely compelling listening. It just doesn't sound like anything a sane person would imagine exists. I'll admit, I own the 7" single of it. But imagining someone having to listen to the previous 8 tracks before they are rewarded with that song is just a step above Guantanamo treatment. One could imagine only Dick Cheney getting off on this album - as an instrument of torture!