Thee Early Worm – Early Worm

...early worm represents the first recorded output of neil megson back in 1968, up in the attic of his parents house with a few of his layabout friends getting busy with some tribal gubbings, laying down some meandering grooves, some primal thoughts that were outside the psychedelic guidelines of the time and well outside the heavy blues rocking that was making headway through that riotous year...avant garde noodling by cats who ain't in the avant discipline, just getting on with making a noise that somehow follows linear standards without being pofaced and slavish, a lot of fun was had making these sounds, this much is obvious from the start...cacophonous and cluttered at times yet with the instruments each being subservient to the others, following untutored patterns that come naturally in this small community style format...sometimes a strange ambience comes into play, whilst gleeful campfire singalongs pep up the proceedings giving a close family feel, a warmth that's genuine...giving a couple of listens brings forth some pertinent socio-geographical observations, namely if these college/cafe hooligans had been hanging in the ladbroke grove/notting hill arts movement they'd been getting some serious action ing soft machine at some fund raising benefit for I.T magazine and in turn getting groovy write ups in said paper, no doubt penned by deviant mick farren who'd invite them to bring up the slack at one of their shambolic outings in the hippy underworld, middle earth would have got an injection of wobbly avant to liven up evenings of blissed light show dalliance...during the day a trip down to indica books would most likely bear some HEP fruit in the style of getting wiggy with paul macca and sucking in a heavy fluxus buzz from yoko, all of which would have resulted in a session at abbey road and a long play disc on apple (this last part maybe stretching reality but the possibilities exist, based on the events dreamed in awakeness)...cats who dig the world according to angus macclise, the cat who left the velvets as they were getting too commercial by getting low pay gigs will dig this free form pile up of goodness, a sound of discordance that fitted in easily to the landscape of 1968 when everything was up for grabs one way or another...

Great document, for fans of Gen as well as anyone who enjoys LAFMS or even the more avant-garde DIY records of the 70's and 80's.