...a recording vehicle for a couple of tin pan alley songwriters to cash in on the burgeoning hippy craze back in the day...cats digging the albion take on harmony pop with a snootfull of tea shop sike and some kind of protoprog suite with snake-oil salesman gimmic lyrics should get a cool vibe out of this...this is swinging 6os/carnaby street exploito flower-power explosion of boss sounds that roll along on cotten candy clouds high in the sky...over an hours worth of lemonade and cream cake sike for those times when its needed......get it here...
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