The whole Young Limbs album makes me feel haunted. Even Jimmy Pursey's arty contribution. I listened to, it whenever it came out, with massive headphones ( back in fashion according to my lad) in the dark in bed. I recognise everything off it. RIP led me to Dead and Buried. The Venomettes was violin mania. I didn't, and I dont, care if the songs were great. They're all keepers.
