This is causing something of a stir occasioned by mild swoon activity in the listening gaff just now, though Fuzz club this be Acid Baby Jesus with ‘lilac days’. Go on admit, you are a little sniffy with the band name, frightened it might be a little loud and schizoid for your palette, maybe thinking it’ll send you over the edge. Truth is, as the saying goes, never judge books by their covers, for this slice of smoking authentic 60’s soft psych pitches its tent firmly in the love camp of the Strawberry Alarm Clock and should if anything attract those souls among you well attuned to the cool of the Wicked Whispers and the Hanging Stars. Very classy.
the sunday experience 