“What is wrong with KM Rouber? Everything! Take a breath. Ready? Welp, they sound like puked-up cowpunk mostly, and sometimes there's also a sax player who just squeaks around over everything, and they might veer off into sloppy misguided funk for a second. In addition the singer has about 3 different nicknames and can growl and mewl and switch back and forth between them so it seems like he's two people, plus he used to be in an 80s hardcore band (Aburadako) and plays guitar and some sorta wood flute. Look them up online and you will find out that they think they're playing enka (that is to say, the post WWII Jap version of Sinatra ballads). They are not! The other two guys in the band both have the same name and one of them works at enough record labels that he designs cd covers. Tles avant-galde, gentremen. Whatta great band!” – Angela Sawyer

This fifth KMR studio brawl comes in a cloth rib cage with all the mental flesh chewed off so you can get properly dressed for lustful wanderings through the rest room of your favorite steak joint. Limited to 89 hand-numbered copies.