I apologize for bringing this album into your life. It’s an item best left for collectors of seriously horrendous oddities.
Something about Woody the Woodchuck is a little bit…off. This album was not produced correctly, giving the whole thing a slightly warped, off key tone. The “speaking” parts sound like they were cobbled together by a manic robot, the singing is often incomprehensible, things move a little too slowly, and you pretty much finish the album relieved that it’s over.
If you finish. Which is unlikely.
















































