About 6 months ago, I went to Virgin with my friend Bob. 'Check this out!', he said, pointing to a pale album cover in the 'Metal' section. I was perplexed. Bob likes punk rock and mogwai. In spite of this, he bought EYEWTKAS, and I thought no more of it. Two days later, Bob rang me up. 'You know that album?' he said. 'Yes?'. 'I think it might be the best album in the world. I think it might actually be the best album I have ever heard in my life.' (bob owns 'blood on the tracks' and 'come on die young'). Duly impressed, I borrowed it... There is no more passionate, explosive, frank, self-destructive, insane, excellent-record-but-maybe-with-the-occasional-bad-metal-riff-affair album in the world. The lead singer declaims like his life depended on it. The guitars fuzz and clang. It is merciless, relentless, unhinged, tragic, lovely and intensely, intensely heartfelt. 5 f'cking stars.