It’s the Star Wars Christmas album. A friend asked me to get it for her as some form of present. I’m just about to experience it for myself. The review from i-mockery may be the the definitive explanation of this really terrible piece of tripe. For indeed, I have got to the start of the first track and my heart is hurting from the sheer horrific intensity of it.
I saw the Bond movie and believe me, getting tortured like he was is probably preferable to listening to the frelling album. Well at least I can console myself with having the entirety of farscape to see over the holidays.
If it wasn't for carbon-14, I wouldn't date at all