...when in 67 th' fab4 had proved that drugged out wierdness had a market that could bring in some serious bux nearly evryone in th' biz decided they wanted a slice o' this buggy musical action...one piece o' strangeness come outta elay (not a town unknown to strange goins on),with a songwriter o' melodramatic proportions 'n an actor given to bouts o' appreciation o' th' sauce got together to turn on th' suburban cubes with some over th' top lounge grooves...jimmys songs, sungrecited/dronemoaned by richard certainly made a few cats give a double take, for this is epic wig liftin gear when played at th' right volume in a receptive frame o' mind...just right for those windswept nights in th' dusty garret with a fresh bong 'n a glass 'r two o' absinthe to keeps it all bubblin...