Jeremiah Ostman
I had this record. It had eggs floating over a purple space background on the cover. One of my drunken buddies left it laying on the dashboard of my 72 Nova, and the sun was beating down for a few hours while we were all off tripping somewhere. When I got back to the car and saw it, it was too late. It got warped al to hell, unplayable. Things that are burned forever into memory, regardless of how many drugs were consumed.