If you'd never heard any rough-edged music from the 60's, if you only knew The Beatles and The Rolling Stones, this'd be a perfectly good way to get a taste. If you've never heard any Captain Beefheart or MC5 or Blue Cheer, artists that can only generously be called obscure, you'll find a lot to blow you mind here. I can't promise you'll have a real good trip, but you'll have an experience.
There's still some gems for the more jaded listener: Moondog and The Godz have the album's strongest moment, a one-two punch of trippy, formless rock. But the collection's terribly uneven, with the barest tonal cohesion and jerky track-to-track flow. It sounds like a mixtape hastily composed in 1970 (supposing that was a thing in 1970); a stoned grocery bagger of 28 putting his favorite tracks together for his younger brother. If you might be that younger brother, you just might cherish this. If you're more like the older brother, you're likely to feel like you could've done better 3/5
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