Steve Hillage's debut is sort of an amalgam of You-era Gong and Hatfield & The North. Certainly the godfather of modern space rock, Hillage's group looks like a proto Ozric Tentacles, complete with wool caps, goofy names, and crazy song titles. Then there's Dave Stewart, probably the last guy to go in for such tropes, though he has history with Arzachel doing just that. With Hillage. Ah what the heck, one more time going out getting high with the boys (and girls) from school before getting serious. Well, sort of serious. So yea, Canterbury goes space rock. A combination that can be nothing but great, especially if one sticks to protocol. And they did.
Ownership: LP: 1975 Virgin. Single sleeve with lyric insert and a Virgin company audiophile inner. Cool artwork. This is an odd one really. For whatever reason, I never stumbled onto the album in my initial used record forays while in college. And there's multiple US pressings to find. When I started hanging around like-minded friends after graduation, it was a glaring omission in the collection. It wasn't until 1992 that I finally secured a copy - an older pressing used CD. Well, good enough. Finally in 2014 I bought a UK first pressing original online, and stored it away. This is the first time I've listened to it, almost 8 years later. Looking at the vinyl, this might be the first time anyone has played it. Perfect mint. That old CD doesn't offer anything (except instructions on how to play a CD - in 4 different languages lol). C'ya!
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