This was a band that should have been huge, as big Soft Machine or even Pink Floyd. I discovered this album in the Cheapo bin at Forbes music shop in Dundee in the mid 1970s. You may think, "lost psychedelic classic, well good ley it stay lost" ,but you would be wrong. There is such rich diversity in this genre that has been dismissed as naive whimsy and it cries out to be rediscovered. I loved all of this stuff. From the opening cries of the newspaper seller on Paper Man through wonderful songs like Eileen's Haberdashery Store. The playing is great the songs are stronge although as is obvious from the two examples I have given they are a bit whimsical. They do have the great strength of being true to where they are from like the Kinks and the Proclaimers the do not submit to an international mid-atlantic style. You see even a Scotsman can apreciate Englishmen being true to their roots. This album deserves to be much better recognised as a lost classic of the era.
