Laminated non-gatefold sleeve.
"Printed by The EJ Day Group.
Note that on some copies the 'spine' text is actually printed on the right edge of the rear sleeve. Spine style is of the ‘pinched’ top and bottom.
Pegasus flying horse on A side and all track listings on B side label.
The original Charisma/B&C style matrix (CAS 1045 B-1U) on the B-side was stamped and then crossed out. CAS 1045 was actually Harold McNair on B&C Records.
There are reasons you may never have heard this album, as originally, only a mere ten records were ever pressed by the Pegasus label, with an additional seven more on the Peg label, with the company closing its doors after only a single year, meaning the vinyl is now highly sought after … though I warn you, finding anything better than VG++ is a sun-baked dream. All and all, the record is a very low budget affair, one filled with background sequences that don’t quite match up, along with singing and instrumentation that has not been refined, well constructed or deeply considered.
As to the music, its a sad affair, yes, the songs are actually sad and lamenting, laced with gospel inspired background vocals and choruses, bringing to mind the spirit of early Elton John, with Roberts playing most of the instruments, including the piano and violin, traversing the same singer songwriter path as Nick Drake. With that in mind, there are many who delight in referencing this album as acid-folk, though I don’t hear that, where I’d suggest that the acid or psych aspects were merely attributed to the times. There are those who will insist that Nina and The Dream Tree is nothing short of atmospherically haunting, resounding with a timeless ethereal quality of languishing about on a rainy day, poking though the ashtray for a roach or two, only to discover that there are no matches to be had. But then, there was much of this introspective melodramatic music during the early 70’s, as the psychedelic decade faded into the new dawn of a more commercial music scene for the 1970’s.
I’d like not to say that the music is highly avoidable, though for the most part it is, ‘less your ears a perked by these slow motion meanderings of pastoral romanticized visions.