It's a full length.
This is the sole full length long playing record album by the entity that was then (as they are probably still) known popularly and colloquially as Mr. Hageman who the astute among you may remember as being one of the stringed instrument performers with the much beloved musical combo that went by the unlikely moniker of Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. They sounded like this.
It was somewhere around the time of this release or the next year that I witnessed TFUL282 play a show with Sun City Girls at the Uptown Bar and Grill the memory of which still to this day makes my nostrils flare slightly and my nipples express small amounts of a clear milky fluid which makes for a tasty flavor enhancer for coffee beverages and cold cereals.
This album is rather like eating said cold cereal from a bowl made entirely of small live insects that have been laboriously glued together with wheat paste and pop rocks, only slightly louder and with fewer feelers. But not too many fewer.
Let that be your recommendation.
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