How many indispensable recordings can one guy release in a spectacular career? Enough for something important to get lost in the shuffle? Well, not for fellow musicians and the knowledgeable fans who have apparently treasured Veedon Fleece as a pinnacle of caledonio soul. (I read somewhere that Sinead O'Connor listens to it before each of her performances.) But feeling satiated by Astral Weeks, Moondance, St. Dominic's, Too Late to Stop, Into the Music, etc., somehow I apparently didn't give the original Veedon lp near the attention it deserved.Fortunate really, cause with all the remastering being done these days it's actually a relief to be able to acquire a cd that I haven't long ago purchased before the sonic clarity and bonus tracks. Also, what a hell of a great album to finally get into. The Man is so deep into his emotions here that the music truly cuts to the bone. What a great excuse to get back into the mystic.
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