Tim Smith's Extra Special Ocean Land World
This is a solo album by the lead singer and co-founder of Cardiacs, Tim Smith.
From the official Cardiacs Website.:
Here we have a titillating collection of songs, released exclusively on to CD, from the prolific pen of Cardiacs' main composer and lead singer Tim Smith. Recorded and performed by way of a penance on his own between 1989 and 1990.
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