The new fucking Cradle cd blew my mind. I was expecting another horse turd like 'Bitter Suites' or 'Damnation and a Day', but 'Nymphetamine' knocked me back into my seat and slapped some sense into me. My friend had to take over driving duty for the rest of our trip to VA Beach because of the effect it had on me. After the record had played all the way through, I felt like I'd just had sex.
Bottom line, if you haven't bought it, go buy it. If you're broke, download it or have someone burn it for you.
All the tits in the booklet are cool too. They might serve as motivation to buy or steal the real album.