Saturday

millennium

...cats who got a bit of a rush off the first LP will dig this offering which is some studio jams and workouts without all the studio trickery beloved by this combo...this is the stripped down sound that was the foundation on which some of the greatest 60s pop was built...thinking of this disk as the bones on which the flesh of exotica will hang is the way forward with this brilliance in waiting...
...again...

...one of the great artpop LPs from the days when these kind of disks used to seep out to a widely disinterested public...hollywood jazzbo moves, high choral noise rising to envelope the listener and a myriad of instruments weaving their way around this tapestry of delights...lessons learnt while checkin' the fab4's revolver were put to good use and taken to the next level in the pop continium...theres more going on in this wax than could ever be mentioned in any amount of wise volumes of worditure for students of the popisphere of wonderment...cats could be well advised to get in a grooveacious state and dig it...life affirming to say the least... ...as a bit of an aside the above propaganda in the picture really says it all; for cats who have been checking such verbose speil for a moon or two will know thats the end of this combo right there and then...set up as the next big thing ain't going do it for no-one no time/any time...
...sunshine...

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