Finally reissued, the debut album by this psychedelic band mixing etnic and african influences with the colors of the desert. Deluxe Edition, Gatefold Cover on Tobacco's Paper, 180 gramms in transparent vinyl splashed in black, postcard, numbered 600 copies"Equally stirring and equally necessary for mental health are those spectacular cave recordings contained within the grooved wares of Al Doum & the Faryds’ self-titled debut LP. Released on the Italian El Guscio Records (elguscio.it), this fucking righteously Out There declaration comes on like a lobotomized Xhol Caravan meets Shiva’s Tongue meets one of those low low grade reggae recording bands like Ras Michael & the Sons of Negus, all jamming-ah on the 100° Fahrenheit obsidian-strewn plains of Southern Sardinia. Yes, it’s hot. Throughout these proceedings, therefore, mucho Arabian percussion is shaken and kicked, much soul clapping is embarked upon, and several times repeated Middle Eastern flute‘n’sax themes of extreme unmemorability perk up then dwindle with an almightily stoned purposelessness. All quite exquisite. And although arid arid M. Karoli eBow occasionally flames up to provide a vast horizon of cosmick beauty, the Faryds’ main themes always remain so VU-crunchy and agricultural down at their ‘What bottom end?’ that even the off kilter lipping of their sub-sub-Madness/Faust-style sax warbler appears sumptuous by disc’s end. A fuck of a journey, kiddies, you gots to hear these cosmic jokers on repeat in order best to witness the dissolving of your immediate world." (Julian Cope)