As someone who first fell in love with Robyn Hitchcock - there, I said it - in 1986 when his Element Of Light album swept me off my feet with its brilliant-on-all-levels beatnik psychedelia as seen thru the eyes of a cockeyed British verb technician.
Four years earlier, I'd taken a chance on a poorly promoted compilation called The Church based solely on the cover art. Once I dropped the needle on "The Unguarded Moment", I was transfixed by this Aussie band full of strange musical and stylistic juxtapositions. Were they post-punk, shoegaze, or Aussie jangle pop? The correct answer, of course, was "it depends on the song".
|Steve Kilbey, left, with Robyn Hitchcock|
If you're a fan of either man - or both - and you haven't already seen this, prepare to shit your pants with joy.