This is bright sunshine psyche-pop - not because the band hails from Australia but because the members hail in influence from a past where this gentle and playful celebration of the light and fluffy was rife. It is acoustic with recorders and occasional harmonica and other light orchestrations, always infused with harmony and then the off-kilter song like Trapdoor which places it firmly in the psyche-pop rather than just-pop domain: flute and a little bit of sitar, perhaps harpsichord, and the repeated trapdoor just weird enough to be weird-pop. The sitar and flute is continued in the following Cold Cadaver and now the lyrics too invoke faroutness of the late 60s where hoot-pop was infectious and still is in this contemporary reinvention. Am I hearing a bit of Canned Heat in the blues-pop of The Bitter Boogie? You betcha. A wonderful track.
