You may have caught A.C.';s Seth Putnam interviewed by Barbara Walters late last year. If you didn';t, you missed the revealing of what is to be called "The A.C. Paradigm". What it boils down to, according to Seth, is that each A.C. album, while managing to sound like dogshit, is really completely premeditated, with the major influences of the band being sonic terrorists such as the great Einsturzende Neubauten and Throbbing Gristle. In other words, it';s the destruction of a system through music, aural armageddon, if you will. Being the "expert" interviewer that she is, Ms. Walters didn';t shy away from A.C.';s lyrical content, citing directly from songs such as "Women: Nature';s Punching Bag" and "I F@cked your Wife" to prove her points. Believe me, it was worth it just to see that alone. In any regard, after realizing that this album is a brilliant attempt to stage a musical coup, I have to say that it is by far the greatest album I have ever heard, and that A.C. is gay. You know, now that I think about it, maybe it wasn';t A.C. on 20/20 but Ricky Martin, I can never keep those two separate. Incredibly sexist (but morbidly funny at times) and offensive lyrics set to the worst grindcore you';ve ever heard, but I get the idea that the band would think that this is a positive thing.