Love the cover shot, and the self-analytical title.
Worthless Recluse does away with any tunefulness and goes for straight ahead spoken word inter-galactic sixth form beat poetry, a lo-fi distillation of Burroughs' cut-up techniques. Why this hasn't been taken more seriously by the spoken-words/poetry scene as a major work is a travesty of the highest order.Maybe because it was made by an Outsider, like you?
|2||In The Cave||5:53|
|3||Out Of The Cave||4:34|
|8||You Wake Up Deadmen||3:30|
|11||The Stars Spell Your Name||2:17|
|13||You Won’t Get Up||1:12|