May I present you the undisputed crown of suomisaundieh! TF is quite good with their self-titled deput already but here they really peak.

The music takes itself with self-irony and should be approached with Simon Posford, or better yet, David Archuleta kinda smile. The music is probably best understood by Japanese or Finnish people, who spend most of their days keeping their mouth shut, but in the weekends open the vodka bottle, pop those depression pills, and let the wordy coffin loose.

This album, even if being totally hilarious with all the sampling, quirky melodies and fast unexpected change of themes, is detailed with the utmost talent. That's the charm this album holds. It takes a lot of courage to even try to translate the sort of "asylum mentality" into sound, and a mastermind to end up with phenomenal results like this.

U gotta hear dis. This is one of a kind album even in suomiscene, and has inspired countless of later artists. It's much of this album's example that has given us the suomisaundi genre we know today.

To describe this album in one sentence, I quote one of the samples on this cd:
"I guess I'm really fu*kin out. Fu*k the fu*kin fu*kers."