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Thank God for modern-day Japanese psychedelic bands. They  master the art of freaking out the squares, then record profligate  scores of new releases with a saturated vintage aura, saving  crate-diggers the trouble of tracking down the original 1970s output of the  Flower Travelin Band, Taj Mahal Travelers, etc. The heavily enriched  Acid Mothers Temple is a backwards-falling wonderland of absent-minded  whirlwinds that calm the nerves with drones and simple strings while  disconnecting the brain with buzzing intrusions and dead-spirit vocals.  For guitar-holocaust survivors, "Occie Lady" is like seeingBlue Cheerjam endlessly from the perspective of the Goodyear blimp, while "What Do I  Want to Know (Like Heavenly Kisses Part 2)" is a symphony played by an  orchestra whose players are frozen at the perpetual moment of coming  into higher consciousness. Didn't we mention this issuperbpsychedelic music?--Ian Christe