This album might be one of the peaks of 70's R&B sexploitation, and with the exception of maybe the Beatles legend that Paul was dead, it carries one of the best urban legends. You know, the one where the model from the album cover was injured when the honey adhered to her skin, and caused some painful wounds, then when she came to the recording studio during the recording of Love Rollercoaster seeking money for damages the band stabbed her death, and that's how they got that blood curdling scream you hear in the background. Ah, Rock'n'Roll myth.
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