“In its final minutes, crashing drums, wailing sax and strings, it achieves that unique liftoff that only this kind of music can.”
Let’s get this out of the way. If you’ve never heard this lost classic of Japanese free jazz/noise/guitar freakery, just get it. If you’re one of its devotees, you probably have some bootleg CD-R that you’ve obsessed over for a couple of decades, since the early 1990s Japanese issue of the 1975 monster that ESP had originally intended to release.
Originally published by Point of Departure.Read it on Point of Departure
