Shizuka, we are told, specialise in dark, atmospheric psychedelia. Well perhaps, if psychedelia occupies the ambient space between The Shaggs playing their local hall, Syd Barrett at Olympia and your local youth club ban circa 1972. Dodgy intonation, occasional effect-pedal-led guitar heroics and everything dragged down to slow strumma-strumma chords.

Psychedelia seems to become a shorthand for a foreshortened time-period and comes to envelop the early 70s pub band. That was the recuperation of the real thing, though, which had been a garage aspiration beyond what could sensibly be achieved, a mobility, a volatilisation of the song form. Not then or now this drab.