Three cool dudes jamming up a storm of old-school psychedelia and stardust. Now, whether the latter element floated in from the outer reaches of space or was purchased from that guy who loiters behind the auto repair shop, I can't say. But what I am sure of is that this album is 46 minutes of tasty riffs, delightfully overblown solos, and fucking RAWK (of the space variety, of course. The band wouldn't be called "Earthless" if they wanted you to be planted firmly in terra firma).