Of course I have the album. I listen to it Night after Night as I think about The Creature without a Head. After all, she’s got a great body, so who needs a face.
Babyland by Emma Fosbick is my favorite poem.
Honestly, I haven’t listened to it in years because I was on the honor farm. (It was an honor to be there) Yet I could probably sing along with every tune.
Vamp On.