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Here at Pitchfork World Headquarters, we get lots of promotional CDs. This is not always good. Next to great surprises like crazy 60s psych-folk reissues, Motown box sets, and The Best Mashups in the World Are From San Francisco comps, our sensitive computer-staring eyes are subjected to all kinds of crimes against humanity in the form of hideous, malevolent cover art.

Today, we're pleased to share our suffering in the form of a new series we like to call "Your Cover's Blown." And what better way to come raging out the gate than with one of the most hilariously gruesome CD covers we've seen all year. Shield your eyes!! It's...