My favorite part of this album is when I forced my parents to listen to it on a car ride, and about halfway through my dad smashed his fist into my stereo shouting "I CAN'T LISTEN TO THIS SHIT ANYMORE" to turn it off. I couldn't stop laughing, almost crashed.
Bless my parents… I had a phase where I was obsessed with new music and would blast all my new findings on the morning ride to school. I don’t know how my dad wouldn’t get pissed with “I LOVE YOU JESUS CHRIIIIISSST” at 7:00 am… I mean I would also blast some black metal and weird industrial-doom stuff, so NMH was mild in comparison.
I love how our entire lives, we're supposed to just accept that we have no control over what media our parents force us to consume, but they can't handle 40 minutes of something outside of their comfort zone.
It's why there are still reruns of the Flintstones and Scooby doo