A baby diarrhea colored vinyl and a book bound LP sleeve. In the terpsichorean tradition of traumatizing and titillating treacalese collector geeks the world over, Beta-lactam presents a limited LP release by Nurse With Wound. This is a full fledged, full length, full bodied album of previously unreleased material, and just when you thought it couldn't get any weirder... It would seem that the musty odour exuded by pierced rectums is exhilarating; even scintillating. With rounds of disembodied voices, arias of crackle and rumble, jets of ascendant and descendant sound, bursts of silent, nurse wounding flak worthy of The Great Cage, well, if my thermometer reads correctly, "Rectums" is not unlike "Gyllensköld" in its sonic attacks and rectal decays. I find it especially enlightening with Ann-Margaret singing in the background on the television, but you will realise hours of listening pleasure even without the random Ann-Margaret caveat. Honestly though, Volks, if'n I heard this record and did not know who it was, I would buy it on the spot because it just happens to be AWESOME, dude. All I'm saying is that thy ear drum is worth piercing with the "Musty Odour Of Pierced Rectums," possibly whilst driving around in a Pierce-Arrow reading Pears Anthony with, of course, a butt plug firmly and resolutely installed.