0358. The Beau Brummels
Triangle

For some reason the album seems a lot longer than its tweny-eight minutes of run-time and if someone'd asked me before I'd checked the time I'd have said it was just short of an hour. The timestretching isn't a bad thing, though, at least not in this case where it's an indication of the band packing each song with enough punch to make a two-minute song like the title track seem like a six minute track. There's simply a lot happening here.

One of the other things that sets this apart from the other psychedelic albums on the list (well, at least this far) is that it's less cosmic and more medieval and magic (just listen to The Wolf Of Velvet Fortune or Magic Hollow). Into this they place a couple of country songs. And pretty good country at that, the album finale (a cover of Randy Newman's Old Kentucky Home) is a foot-stomper.
A multi-talented bunch in other words.

The only real problem with this one is that Sal Valentino's voice sounds like the bastard offspring of Dylan and Baez (apparently I'm not the only one to hear the Dylan connection) in combining the nasal with the quaver to create a sometimes really annoying sound, but mostly it's alright.