With its hypnotic riff in 9/4, Dauner’s 12 And 9 ventures into the realm of psychedelic rock, with shades of India thrown in. Exciting keyboard and flute solos. Introduction presents a co-operative work in the broadest sense, as the five, with Öhm on violin, weave together a visionary musical tapestry. Replete with electronic shenanigans, Es Soll Ein Stuck Vom Willi Sein skirts the edge of musical satire, whereas Plumcake tastes like the band’s version of free-funk; it includes a rendition of Albert Ayler’s spiritual anthem, Ghosts, and a heavy drum duet. Taking off somewhere in the outer limits, G X 3 And Blues moves into a soul-driven modal groove, some powerful drum solos and more outré messages before settling into an old-fashioned blues. With the drums laying down a pulsating 6/8, The Love That Cannot Speak Its Name talks in a folkish tongue – but which folk – traces of the South Seas, Ireland, India…with a psychedelic dialect. Dauner plays alone on his reflective Nemo’s Dream, a fitting end to this album of musical phantasmagoria.  

A hard album to categorize – let’s just say it’s fascinating – what they called ‘head’ music back in the days.