A psychoactive beacon of some real substance from deep within the crusty UK space rock scene of the 90's, though divining that requires some initial suspension of disbelief, as the deliberately ludicrous angle of approach that some of this takes bring up mental images of Cheech and Chong standing in for Timothy Leary during the Cosmic Jokers' sessions for 7-Up, while other bits sound like the after effects of too much time spent with Dr. Who re-runs. Put the jokier aspects aside though and you'll quickly find that Dave Tor and crew were well steeped in the fundamentals of kosmiche time slippages and wormhole tunneling. The scene requisite Hawkwind nods are there, but unexpectedly emerge more from the rustic and folky dimension of Hawkwind's debut and work as a calmative counterpoint to the more liquidly phasing and astrally inclined portions here.
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