This was where the Motorpsycho of the 90s had their crowning moment. Although not quite as good as Demon Box, their seminal masterpiece from 1993, this is a masterpiece in its own right. After this release, Motorpsycho left the longer droning jams for more poppy and catchy tunes (although there is always at least one epic track on each subsequent album), at least on their regular studio albums.
Disc 1 starts out with Psychonaut, a song crafted over one chord and in many ways Black to Comm's (MC5 track - often covered by Motorpsycho)little brother. At the same time a song that heralds what is to come. There is a long improvised section in the center that takes more cues from freebag jazz than rock. The next track is the catchy Ozone, before The Ocean in Her Eye takes us into a meditative mood that it is impossible to escape (huh - whoever wanted to escape that soothing feeling). Vortex Surfer continues in the same vein - an absolutely fantastic song that I doubt I'll ever get tired of (it was even played for 24 hrs non-stop by NRK - the Norwegian Broadcasting Company - at the turn of the millennium after a listeners' poll) - it builds and builds, and when the climax comes I am completely spent. Syddhartino comes as a breather before 577 showcases the heavier side of Motorpsycho with its rolling groove.
Disc 2 starts with a treated drum loop that turns out to be Evernine, a song with flares of Zep's Kashmir, yet entirely different. One of my personal faves from the album. Mantric Muffin Stomp is quite fun, but still among the weaker tracks (it's still pretty darn good, though), before Radiance Freq. takes you back into the soothing spheres of dreamland again, only accented by heavy citar (!) interludes. Taifun is yet another droning song that builds up to a roaring climax, before Superstooge presents the loud and obnoxious side of Motorpsycho, with a melody that fights it way onto your mind. The wonderfully quiet Coventry Boy follows before Hey Jane is a worthy end of a fantastic album - catchy and poppy, but without losing the rock groove. The final track, Dolphyn, is much like a parenthesis, but still fits in a weird way.
Trust Us is Motorpsycho taking the musical expressions of John Coltrane into the world of rock. The music is droning, and the improvisations are unexpected. Trust Us is a masterpiece and well worthy a spot in YOUR record collection!