An entire galaxy of medical abnormalities set to song!
Make The Future Your Bitch!
From the far reaches of interstellar space he comes like a speeding comet spewing groovy tunes for an unsuspecting world that didn't know how hungry it was for what the Doctr ordered!
If the image to the left had a caption, it would read as follows: Doctr Cosmo is speeding past Saturn in a rocket ship heading toward Earth to deliver his special brand of musical medicine to a world greatly in need of some clinical joy!
groove zone
Coming soon to a solar system near you on beautiful 10-inch vinyl and even something called a cd!
This has been a public service announcement courtesy of Doctr Cosmo.