In this age, given the ease of bedroom recording, records like this one aren"t made very often. But this is no distended double-album; it may open with the eight-minute groove of "Ayisha Abyss", which sounds like a caffeinated Can or something from Funkadelic"s "Maggot Brain", but the whole album is so concise, so perfectly realised that it"s all over in 38 minutes and 45 seconds. Self-indulgent? No. Self-important? Yes, and rightly so.