...music is a reflection of the universe as magic play illusion simply because it could not possibly be anything else. Words cannot describe this ecstatic dance of sound, or explain the alchemical repetiton seeking and sometimes finding archetypal formes, elements and rhythms. Contradictions are their energy force, dualities are discarded in flavour of the Tao, each piece is as alike or unalike as trees, grass or crickets. This is natural, magical, alchemical music that doesn't preach, but just urges you to take your own trip. If you can make it into the music you're adrift in fantastic Bosch-like landscape, a strange acoustical perfume fills the mind, on rare occasions a vast door seems to open, band and audience appear to float in a new dimension, transcending time and space where nothing exists except this very strange and beautiful music.
Note this is just how one person felt on hearing the group live, because ultimately sound, like the wind, does not exist in a concrete form - it is magic, alchemy, and anyway someone said they would like something about the group on this LP.
Glen Sweeney, 1969
(original sleevenote for 'Alchemy')
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