ON THE SUNDAY OF LIFE...

This album is truly unique in that, being a collection of expreiments from various experimental eps, every song is completely different. While some may say this causes the album to lack in consistency, I find it enriches the musical experience. We can see here the formative stages of Wilson's song writing ability, as he floats between genres and sounds mastering each one with consumate skill. All of the 'song' songs on this record are awesomely done, from the majestic grandeur of 'Radioactive toy' to the dark and haunting 'footprints', sailing in to LSD induced trippiness with 'jupiter island' and 'Linton Samuel Dawson', the gorgeous synths and layers on 'The nostalgia factory and in 'And the swallows dance above the sun'. Although 'Nine Cats' is a basic enough song, the use of such heartfelt vocal strains and the texture of the music, combined with the opium visonesque insane lyrics makes it immenselybeautiful. True, there are many filler tracks, but some, including 'space transmission' and 'message from a self destructing turnip' are clearly awesome. And its not as if previous prog masterpieces (ala 'The Wall') havnt indulged in a lot of silly sample madness from time to time. And although 'Radioactive Toy' is construed by some as a Pink Floyd Rip off, I think this is unfair, since this style is only adopted for one song, and once we have seen Wilson's ability to write such a masterpiece, we can look forward to the vast array of albums that followed this, leading to the ground breaking and releveant music produced by the band to this day.