This draws on a range of Robert Wyatt's solo work. He is always an interesting listen. As my friend Adam Dale was fond on observing, you had to give your arse a long scratch to get into what the man was putting out. But after a lifetime of scratching, on and off-cos not everything of his is listenable, I have appreciated the musical journey he sets out. This would be a good starting point for anyone who does not have Robert Wyatt in their music collection. And again I have to appreciate Adam Dale's message to me all those years ago (1970-to be precise) you have to invest serious listening time for this to take hold, but when you do, it strangles you with beauty and simplicity. Like George Orwell, Mr Wyatt looks at the world face on and at times with an honesty that is brutal, uncompromising but always in a structure that provides hope. This compilation makes you think and lifts the spirits and singing along with Robert Wyatt-we make a beautiful nasal drone, like an aeroplane in full throttle, lifting off, the space between sky and ground accelerating away beneath our feet.