(from More OST, 1969) Sound-painting on the subconscious mind’s cave-wall.
Augmenting Barbet Schroeder’s tragic hippy romance, this impressionistic seven-minute instrumental variously soundtracks heroin use, “tripping balls” and toying with a dish of mercury. It remains sense-distorting when experienced in isolation: an oddly guarded, deep aural void featuring manipulated tapes, shimmering gongs and psychotropic organs – one passage manages to suggest the interplanetary call-sign in Close Encounters Of The Third Kind. It also called out to such West German adepts of the coming kosmische milieu as Edgar Froese, Klaus Schulze and Florian Fricke. IH