Notes
Diabolical Dr: Smarties and the Shamen fought it out at The Planet, Chick P. Factory cleaned up the mess, gibbius maximus snapped, tootin' tubbis trucked from town to town, meanwhile, chairmain Cosh continues to conspire and cajole.......say Shalom to the Shamen at P.O. Box 102, London, E15 2HH
The Shamen.
Who then are the shamen, these wizard priests of magic and sorcery ?
They number four; collectively brimming with acidic electric excitement, conceived in the past, but here brought bubbling anew. The shamen are an irrepressible mix, a dash of oscillationm recalling the magnificience of the elctric prunes, blending with a hint of a long lost palanese summer. Within lies the spirit of times past, of the whiskey a gogo, the suburban garage and the happening 44. There's drama, there's fire, there's a glistering purpose; 'Young Til Yesterday' and 'World Theatre' are merely brief snatches of a total picture, an everchanging kaleidoscope of colour and imagination. The shamen demand attention, and deserve to be answered.
Lord Tim Hog