Kadoyng (1972, Ian Shand)
The overriding
joy in all of these for me are the STs, all quasi Radiophonic Workshop (and Meek in one instance) bleeps and burps ...
Ahem.
Alien lands on Earth, helps out some folk. Sound familar does it?
Regardless, another time capsule, but I remember that wallpaper and those jumpers harumph. Yet again, certain aspects look ... peculiar now, but that is what the past represents ... something that has
passed harumph ... onwards etc.
