Every time you turn on the TV it's either weathermen or televangelists or Mexican soap operas. This does not stop you from turning on the TV. You mute the sound and put Dopesick into your stereo. It is loud as fuck. There's a lot of feedback. On the album sleeve, plenty of ugly things to set the mood for you: a photograph of an Asian woman who's either getting her eye sewn shut or stitches removed from her eyelid; a scratchy old photograph of a woman in fishnets lying on her back, black-gloved hands placed strategically between the area between her legs; a shot of a guy on a park bench with his head held in his hands.   1 2 3 4 5 6 [next]