Waiting for my Albatross
Review by Phil McMullen of Ptolemaic Terrascope magazine:
In case you were wondering, like me, what became of York’s finest export Reefus Moons since the rising of the ‘Marmalade Sun’ CD on Delerium where he was backed by the Suicidal Flowers, the answer is an easy one: this Incredible String Band / Soft Boys disciple simply “fell asleep for five years” (unquote).
How I wish that more musicians would follow the example of Rip Van Winkle, especially if it eventually results in an album as strong as the winning pop psych found in his ‘Waiting for my Albatross’ CD, which is apparently a soundtrack for a film of the same name.
If this is on the level and not an example of Mr Moon’s imagination in hyperdrive, it could be an eye feast for sure, particularly if the sleeve depiction of a giant flying banana is anything to go by.
I could imagine fellow plantainophiles the Man band and Kevin Ayers sitting up and taking notes.
As with numerous lunar-related occasions in the past, like ‘The Word Raven’, now fetching £17.50 on certain mail-order lists, ‘Waiting for my Albatross’ remains a strictly one-man operation.
I especially like ‘Sea in a Jar’ with its xylophone / analogue synth decoration and ‘The Loon in the Moon’ a good-timey psychster which merges solo Syd styled whimsy with banjo-shaded country inflections. ‘A Song About Time’ is another high point and seems to resemble a Goffin/King experiment in flower pop once you dig beneath its swirling top coat, while ‘Moss on my Shoes’ is markedly less exuberant, with lines like “There’s two insects on my shoe, at least they’re going somewhere new” showing a potent blend of poignancy and quintessentially English surrealism, coming from a severely undervalued pen.
If you’re ever in the YO19 region and see a trail of Zzzzzzs leaking out of a nearby bedroom window, that’ll probably be Mr. Moons catching 400 winks. Leave him be: those thought balloons might just be the backbone of his next album.
Lost for Words
Sea in a Jar
A song about time
White crystal birds
The loon in the moon
A certain kind of grin
Moss is on my shoes
Waiting for my albatross