The dude's dressed up like a fucking cow. A Cow! How the hell am I supposed to resist that? It's impossible. You just can't do it. There is absolutely no escaping grabbing this 45 and running to the counter and slapping down some folding money. It's the kind of sleeve art that begs the question of what kind of weird ass music does this Proto-Furry nutjob make? You have to motherfucking know. You just have to.
And the answer is Beast .
It seems that Beast was the band formed by Bryan Gregory in the wake of his rather unceremonious and acrimonious parting with the Cramps in 1980.
This is apparently everything they produced in their brief existence. It's every bit as goth as it looks but unfortunately not nearly as amusing or entertaining as the sleeves would have you expect. Kind of dreary actually. It's no wonder the band didn't last though, I'm pretty sure that there's no way they could sustain a viable career. Their Aquanet expenses must have been astronomical.
