It usually takes me about a year to digest a NMN album. This one was no different, although I still have big problems with certain aspects.

QR had all the answers I needed. Fuck my times tables

Nomeansno are the bestest band in the whole wide world.

No doubt cursing Jesus for not giving him enough money to record a decent album.

Long gone are the days when you could show at a Type O concert and find an honest crowd of respectable heshers and skinheads.

the lyrics are the funniest I’ve read in a long time. How can you go wrong with titles like…

How many of your hard-earned dollars will go toward Galder’s latest melted-crayon shirt?

These assholes almost sent me to the slab out of sheer boredom.

This is one fucker who would surely fell the Kraken.

It takes big, sweaty, vein-laden balls to release the most offensive cover song in the history of music, but here it is: