First off, you can hardly call 50+ minutes of heavy psychedelia an EP - this release is quality AND value for money.
My Word! Australia's Serious Beak are back - and I say a mighty 'Hoorah' to that.
What is this, some sorta joke? I suppose I did pick this one out just because, given the name of the band, the review practically writes itself.
Y'know that scene in Ferris Bueller's Day Off, when the secretary is rattling off all the disparate social cliques united only by their love for Ferris?
Get out your favourite opium pipe and give yourself over to Death Hawks shamanic genius.
I think if you licked the cover of this album, you would find it to be soaked in lysergic acid diethylamide, and you'd suddenly find youself on a colourful jaunt around Trip Town.