The first thing you see is my brother in metal and classy tastes: ALEX and his kid bro. They are sitting right there with Charlie. Damn, had I not went to Mardi Gras, I could've been there. Oh well, Mardi Gras, was well, Mardi Gras. Also, the tattoos are there, and there must be a million of them, but by and large this album has the worst artwork of any Anthrax album in the catalog, there isn't much there at all.