Review by Michael O'Donahue
"Moody," "intense" and verrry, verrry borrrrrrring, not one single part of any one single song stands out -- much in the same way that no particular part of a dog turd stands out. Your Body Above Me is a bad joke, and it's not even worth a laugh -- well, maybe one or two, though prolonged exposure may result in abject despair over the state of Rock and Roll in the late 90's.
If swallowed, induce vomiting and call Dr. Frank.
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