Steering away from such a heavy emphasis on drug material had an interesting effect on Carlin's comedy; here it's a bit more nasty and there's a lot more emphasis on vulgarity for vulgarity's sake. Blatant use of the f-word is only the beginning; there's also more of an emphasis on bodily functions than you'd ever want to hear in polite company. Side two goes a bit more into thoughtful territory, with free association, ruminations on "flesh-colored" Band-Aids, and the nature of sports. The best bit is "Radio Dial," where Carlin impersonates the sound of the needle moving up to the top of a radio dial. The album is a bit disjointed overall, but there are enough good bits to make it worth a listen.
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AllMusic Review by Sean Carruthers