...digging fifties era moondog is like entering other dimensions away from the normal channels of thought and possibilities...combining found sound and street noise with 'dogs take on hep music (bohoworld jazz) this wax is a self contained planet whirling within any hepcats orbit...'dog grooves his way through the whole disk and any cats listening even with only half attention will immediately recognize some kind of genius at work...the whole shebang could only come from moondogs place and time (though plenty have tried joining disparate noises into one satisfying whole but that's usually where the whole thing falls down as it's not satisfying in the main, just tedious)...seriously cool vibes...
...welcome beatnix, welcome hippies too, all are welcome...welcome the cafe hooligan shouting mad poetry on a tuesday afternoon after 3 expressos liberally plied and supplemented with cheap brandy, a hydro reefer and 4 donuts...welcome the layabout who wanders from pad to pad, scarfing free food and enjoying a bonged session with some good hash, welcome to all right thinking cats who know the deal and don't squeal...welcome to you all...
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