
The first rumblings from the PCW camp since their epic No Wonderland album, this strips back a lot of the excess and shoots straight to the meaty heart of psych-blues that the band has built their reputations on. It's good to see someone keeping the Hawkwind/Broughton/Stack Waddy axis alive these days. I was afraid that the proliferation of psychedelic yowl might have been laid to the wayside, but this S/T nugget of guitar screech, exhaust fumes and space debris puts those fears to rest. It seems that the band's got the bug for getting things down on tape [...]