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A british band with lots of folly, splurge, insanity or madness...without being Italian Prog!? It's a bold blend of flute, screaming, awkward vocal harmonies, more screaming and batshitness. Way before Triumvirat serenaded us with Spartacus-Roman-Gladiator scenario, Marsupilami destroyed our eardrums and charmed us with this wicked bag-of- cats of an album. Charmed indeed, I seem to go back again and again to this, probably because the weirdness factor is so high.

Usually this type of insanity is reserved for the lost gems of Italian Prog, but this steamy pile of...music will test your gray matter. It deserve your full attention since the 'melodical' segments are scarce and the theatrical aspect are all over the place. You can tell easily that they could be a grandfather to Camel, but at the same time, in 1971 no one sounded like them...and it's a good thing.

Even when you think you heard it all, this remains a curiosity in my collection, a conversation starter with my prog wisemen. An entertaining album that will fascinate the progger in search of a (mental) challenge.

I can see myself in cocktail parties: 'Hey you know Yezda Urfa, Catapilla and Minotaurus? But have you heard Marsupilami?'

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