now this lysergic brothers and sisters, haunted ladies and gentlemen, woozy fuckers and fuckees, is a compilation. tired of nuggets, and pebbles and ummmm… geegaws? well take off yr irony hat and sneery spectacles coz this is fifteen wonderfully transcendent tracks of totally zonked excursions into the inner head-o-sphere. it’s like some eerie united nations assembly of bad hair, bad drugs and righteous bloody psyche-outs. but this shroom-addled bastard fairly crackles with great skronks of e-lec-tri-city in amongst the nursery rhyme weirdness and trumpet solos and la-la-la’s. it’s an obscurists wet dream. no 13th floor elevators. no jefferson airplane. nope. it takes in six years and christ knows how many countries, folk, jazz, funk, gospel, afrobeat and rawk. like curtis mayfield touching up sly and the family stone. like kyuss gangbanging hendrix. like listening through a wormhole to a detuning radio in korea thirty years ago. like watching seventies colombian saturday night television through yr bleary third eye. there’s nothing here to guide you but the phrase heavy psychedelic ballads and dirges. to quote: those of us birthed into record collecting by the hip hop midwife revered jimi hendrix as well as james brown. we searched for albums by mulatu astatke and power of zeus with the same fervor. aye. if you dig submlime frequencies, tompkins square, sublimal sounds go buy this right buggering now. available from stones throw on digipak cd with 40-page full color booklet, detailed liner notes, annotation, photos and ephemera. and gatefold double lp with all liner notes. go!

this kourosh yaghmaei video is freaking me the fuck out…