The second album by the still incredibly young and talented Second Hand is a psychedelic masterpiece, though it has much more than psychedelia to recommend it. Made in 1971, it differs from its predecessor largely because the band had lost their guitarist. Whereas 'Reality' is a turbulent snarl of rock laced with wonderful melodies, this recording relies predominantly on Ken Elliott's ingenuity on organ. The constantly shifting rhythms are another feature, with the drummer making startling use of vibes, not usually a favoured tool of rock bands. Elliott, who was apparently the band's main visionary force, makes his music sound as if it's tearing its way from the bowels of the earth, his gothic organ swells often suggesting a Vincent Price horror film before being swallowed by a psychedelic blur. The title track and 'Cyclops' are the most effective examples of this.
Second Hand interrupt these performances, however, with more melodic material, notably 'Hangin' On An Eyelid' and the straight rock of 'Somethin' You Got'. One aspect of the album which some people may find off-putting is the vocal style, most of the songs being roared, snarled and growled rather than sung. For me, however, this fits in well. Of the three bonus tracks, 'Funeral' began early pressings of the LP before being removed. Though a good track, it was actually another artist's recording with Second Hand and an orchestra providing the backing, and doesn't quite fit in with the 'out there' nature of the album. 'Reality' is also recommended, although the production on that album is not brilliant.