The album arrived somewhere after a dream meeting of several individuals, Graham Bond, Joe Meek, Jacques Berrocal and myself. After a few beers and a heated discussion on puncture repair we all lay down in a circle and point [sic] our penises at Venus, telepathic messages are sent to Colin saying he can use the two golden microphones.He did, and here we are. Steven Stapleton, 17.1.94. What a strange story.
Engineered at I.C.R., York and Harmony Row, Ennis.