Current top ten records.

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 1 Ministry - psalm 69

heavier than ministries other stuff, the land of rape and honey may have been more original but this is peak the peak of joy.

2 Mgmt -oracular spectacular

 Rock n' roll as a joke, kind of like if there satanic majesties request was a masterpiece.

3 Acid bath  - when the kite string pop

at ounce really dumb and poetic, kind of my favorite record to go to when I want to feel like the kind of music I like has artistic merit. 

4 wu tang clan - enter the 36 chambers.

hip hop version of the misfits is chill, just hangout with the record and agree with me.

 5 Nicole Doppelganger - natural born losers

White trashing is the most beautiful song in the English language. Waterloo sunset is a close second..

6 Slipknot -We are not you kind

Pop metal as pure groove and it has choirs don't forget the choirs.

7 Pere ubu - the modern dance.

dada as pub rock.... pretty dang surreal.

8 nirvana - in utero

Pop for people who can appreciate a little noise. 

9 Machine Girl - wlfgrl

Disco in hell, or something. Sounds like goth embracing the rainbow

10 Danial Johnston - yip jump music.

 Sorry entertainer has the most fragile beautiful vocal ever caught on tape.


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