These days, Udo Lindenberg is famous as a veteran crooner of German MOR rock but, back in 1969, he was singer, drummer and co-founder of psych-pop outfit, Free Orbit – somewhat like a Teutonic Robert Wyatt. Like Wyatt, his touch on the drums is light, fast and funky, even if it's way too low in the mix. Sadly, Lindenberg's vocals are considerably less convincing – belted out with a faux-American twang and dripping in woeful, sub-Eurovision histrionics. Similarly, his compositions – ranging from saccharine ballads to finger-snappin' pop-soul – simply grate. The neatly packaged horn charts don't carry anywhere near enough punch to stop most of it sounding like sub-par daytime TV fodder and merely chucking in the occasional sitar flurry or acid-style guitar solo was never going to convince anyone of the project's underground credentials. The only moment of interest in this spectacularly misnamed album comes in the very last tune, ‘Flying Windmill’, when the groove gives way to a gale of free-form horns and a flurrying drum freak-out with howling wind effects. But, by then, it's already way too late.