Orphan/Dopebody split LP

(Black Tent) Orphan makes sonic sludge soup that tastes of husky spices, demon blood, something oddly metallic, chutney, and a hint of cumin. Dopebody play urgent, scary, angular gnome-punk, seemingly recorded in a subterranean lair, and likely to lead an army of mole people to decimate society as we know it. So basically, if you play this record for your date, better have some Trojans handy, because this is the Barry White music of the Millennium! Proudly, but cautiously, file this between your Tony Orlando and Jeffrey Osbourne LPs (if Tony and Jeffrey sound like black metal next time you spin them you have been warned).