Let's set aside the hype over their alleged status as the pioneers of psychedelic rock (as in, they were first - does it matter?), because this record more than establishes how cooked these guys were, only two records in. Even on the mellow tracks, the intense, wavering mood never lets up, wrapping itself around and through lead singer Roky Erickson's distinctively harrowing vocals, the interplay between Erickson and Stacy Sutherland's guitars, and even Tommy Hall's bizarre electric jug. The debut record sounded weird, but still a product of its' time, but this album is a much different story. It's not nearly for everyone, but any serious fan of 60's music needs to have it in their collection.