Hawkwind does Greensleeves whilst Pink Floyd look on. Like an epileptic convulsion in a night of deep sleep. After 3 minutes of this nerve-wracking niceness, all Hell breaks loose with mega-heavy riffdom before slipping back into spaciness after 30 seconds. Lighter feel almost, dare I say it, APC-tinged but not for long. Familiar trancey passages punctuated by a guitar part reminiscent of an older Tool track. It was reasonably quickly taken down, but the internet did what the internet does, and preserved it for prosterity. One review that sticks in mind is the infamous review from Andy King, who I believe was a radio DJ who attended a listening party.
