How do CHILD ABUSE induce complete aural convulsion in their audience and, at the same time, drench them in their own metaphorical Gurdjieffian "I" vomit. By combining the heavy machine-gun spurts of atonal tech-metal with confusing, off-time blurps and murps, Residents-style hump-funk, aspects of wildly enthusiastic children's music, and growls and howls of 1973 mud improvisations with the spirits of Drumbo and Carl Nielson hovering ominously overhead. That's how. Think a Sonic Pig Destroyer. SHOPWORN COPIES.