Strange. On my version of the LP, somewhat scratched, the B side is called My Half Heart. It is also a rambling piece of Bitches Brew techno funk, but I would draw you attention to the repeated chant incanted by a woman at 27':
And I implode, I implode, I implode Into the tower of your death head I implode, I implode, I implode, I Am made dust by your death head. etc
Repeated at least twelve times, although the murmer of cowbells starts to drown her out at 29'.
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Strange. On my version of the LP, somewhat scratched, the B side is called My Half Heart. It is also a rambling piece of Bitches Brew techno funk, but I would draw you attention to the repeated chant incanted by a woman at 27':
And I implode, I implode, I implode
Into the tower of your death head
I implode, I implode, I implode, I
Am made dust by your death head.
etc
Repeated at least twelve times, although the murmer of cowbells starts to drown her out at 29'.
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