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Before they became The KLF, they were The JAMs, and they managed to get into quite a bit of trouble. So much so that they had to withdraw their album What the Fuck’s Going On? from sale, and destroyed all but five of the copies after failing to meet with ABBA and arrange a detante. Luckily, despite its near-complete destruction, it can be downloaded, and may now achieve ubiquitous appreciation.
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  1. weezie3/01/2006 12:32 AM

    KLF are pretty damn cool! The White Album is great as is one of their side projects Space:

    http://www.sleepbot.com/ambience/page/klf.html

    In my opinion, most of the JAMS (Justified Ancients of Mumu) is spectacularly crappy which is most probably not a coincidence since the KLF really hated commercial radio and engineered the JAMS to be radio friendly to show how shallow the whole industry was at the time (and still is). They also burned a TON OF MONEY:

    http://www.complete-review.com/reviews/drummb/kburn.htm

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  2. bwana3/02/2006 3:44 AM

    Holy crap. That /is/ burning a ton of money. Yikes.

    I won't call them crap until I am more familiar with their work. It sounds like The JAMs/The KLF guys are more or less confused geniuses.

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