Here's to volume two...
Chris Jones 2008
Since the late 90s, Amorphous Androgynmous AKA The Future Sound Of London AKA Garry Cobain and Brian Dougans have been weaving together two-hour broadcasts of their favourite records that could be loosely classed as 'Cosmic Space Music'. After ten years of messing with our heads via the wireless, they now pick their choicest mind-melting moments on what promises to be a fine series of double cds. It's a collection that perfectly runs the gauntlet from kitsch (Lord Sitar's I Am The Walrus) to uber cool (Miles Davis or Can).
In this day and age when 'obscurity' is an almost meaningless term the duo seem to really know their (glass) onions. This reviewer was pleased to be introduced to Bath's Cranium Pie as well as the neo-Fairport Conventionisms of Espers. And it's a joy to know that SOMEONE else out there appreciates the desert twang of the Friends Of Dean Martinez. Also the pair's own tracks sit nicely in the midst of all this synapse-snapping action.
The boys are, of course, expert at weaving this stuff into a pleasing journey through the backroads of your mind with, yes, the odd wrong turn. Why anyone would pick Larry The Lamb-alike Devendra Banhart over the far better Tyrannosaurus Rex is a mystery, but then you slip into the Mahavishnu Orchestra's mighty You Know, You Know, and all is well with the world again. Which is another way so saying that A Monstrous Psychedelic Bubble is a trip (man).
For every Nick Nicely ersatz psych moment there's the messed up funk of Miles' Rated X; and the cod Jamaican nonsense of something like Donovan's twee Riki Tiki Tavi is easily negated by the wah-wah moonstomp of Can's Flow Motion (with the late Michael Karoli completely on fire). The pleasure is in the bumps, twists and turns. Here's to volume two...