Can in 1972 firing on all cylinders and at their most rhymthically inventive bringing funk grooves together with kosmische psychedelic trance. Damo's on vocals for killers such as Pinch, One More Night and Spoon. It's of the same bold but accessible experimentalism of Miles Davis's early fusion, the minimalist art-rock of the Velvets, and the hypnotic trance-rock of the post-punk bands it predated by nearly a decade. In its spiky grooves, its backdrop of atmospheric sounds, and the odd murmurings of Damo Suzuki is something as ageless as a primitive tribal ritual.
