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THE REVIEW

Tonight my house almost caught fire.

A short circuit ...

... with the smell of plastic, this time burnt,... still lingering in the air.

The T.Rex crossed with Syd Barrett, or with the Floyd of "A Piper at the Gates of Dawn" ("Song for Dan Tracy").

The view of the world typical of Syd Barrett crossed with the hippie spirit of Captain Beefheart in a pop version (the one from "Trout Mask Replica"; please compare the two main photos in the two "hallucinogenic booklets" of the respective albums: they seem identical in style and content).

Captain Beefheart crossed with a new psychedelic-dada-progressive flavored with the Beatles' "I'm the Walrus" and the way of "acting" (absurd association? Maybe) of Peter Gabriel and his early 70s musical theaters with the first Genesis ("Flash Delirium").

And again a good sprinkling of the typical ballads of the early Mercury Rev ("I Found a Whistle") and a mini "pop surf opera" (a bit tedious?), a "song" in multiple phases, so defined by producer Sonic Boom.

In short, forgive my naïveté, a great album, challenging in its being pop (almost always) and rambling (always).

With two tributes (or "anti-tributes") to illustrious colleagues.

A totally schizophrenic and "disturbed" song ("Brian Eno") and a "heart-wrenching" instrumental, and for a change, very "acid" ("Lady Dada's Nightmare") in the manner of the Flaming Lips of "The Soft Bulletin".

An album that in my opinion will leave a bit more alone those who can't stand them (I was among those, in fact).

And if I think that they are the ones singing together with the Lips in the "embryonic" Worm Mountain, I understand everything ...