Totally fucking essential Dutch psych is not a phrase one hears too often. Don't get me wrong, there is plenty good to be found from that scene, but I won't say everything is a must own. This one, however, does happen to fall into that rare category. The cover rules. Wally Tax's androgenous performance is especially noteworthy (check his release as Tax Free-terrible pun, great John Cale affiliated album). The guitars were more than capably handled by the deftly monickered Ronnie Splinter. The list I just provided should clue you into how special this record is. Oh, and it's also culled from the NWW list for more cultural cache.