Yes to both. Other personal favorites: "Cops and Coppers", "Way of the Exploding Dickhead", "Kafka-esque Novelist Franz Kafka", "Hate the Polis".

What did you make this in?

That's "dreAMEE", right? She touches on all these styles but it's always got a spin, it's playfully weird.

These records are more similar than they might seem, def more similar to each other than to any other Roland or Curt output. Both are in the stylistic orbit of alt-rock: relying on driven guitar, thoroughly arranged but signaling weight-over-texture.

Practical consequence: Don't enter a rigged argument with an asshole, including the Inner Asshole. Just change the subject.

You're supposed to reassure the Combine Advisors behind closed doors that you will undercut all your promises once in office, not walk out on stage with the proboscis sticking out of your neck.

Conceptual flaws aside, this is a crap slogan. "Strong Floor, No Ceiling"—who the fuck wants that on a shirt?

Further confirms that this was always a metal song.