Can, the German experimental band that started in the late '60's and still garner a small but enthusiastic audience thanks to reissues and continued press coverage, stretched the limits of music and sound as far as it could go. Some may say it broke the limits, but that's a matter of taste and adventure.

"Tago Mago" is the centerpiece of Can's career, an album that still boggles the mind today as it did over thirty years ago. Given the comparatively primitive state of recording technology that existed at the time, the sounds Can created were nothing short of astonishing. It is best to approach this disc as a soundscape as opposed to "traditional" music, because as we find by the second half of the record, convention leaves the room.
"Halleluwah" is an 18 minute percussive tour de force, with fluttering spacey keyboards punctuating the mix. It's more of a weird jam session, but does not grow dull, which is a feat considering its length. The real doozy is "Augmn", which is simply indescribable. Low, moaning voices that would scare the hell out of Alfred Hitchcock and a mad organ that sounds like a fairground run by Satan himself make this spooky, ethereal and just plain weird. Ditto "Peking O", with mainly demented shouts the main feature.
Rock was about breaking the rules and going into worlds music wasn't supposed to go. Can is the perfect portal to what acid/experimental music might sound like on the other side of the worm hole. Are you adventurous enough to take this ride?