They don't make a turntable that can properly play this mess-terpiece. I suspect the best way to hear this deranged psyche artfuck minimal home-taped residue echo is to go into the bedroom in which this was recorded, position the vinyl on the penis of the artiste and spin it 33 1/3 rotations per whatever measurement unit you choose while listening to headphones plugged into whatever orifice is offered. If, in fact, this artist is a woman, than modify the penis part of this equation.
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