Plasticland

Make Yourself a Happening Machine(Ryko)

Formed in 1980 by Milwaukee-based childhood chums Glenn Rehse and John Frankovic, Plasticland was one of the few Eighties psychedelic bands to transcend the thrift-store affectations of the short-lived Paisley Underground. Even if they were unabashed revivalists, they still earned a spot in music history. Between Rehse and Frankovic’s scholarly appreciation of British psych-rock stompers like the Pretty Things and their previous collaboration in a Teutonic space-rock band called Arousing Polaris, Plasticland had an extra-thick arsenal of mind-expanding aplomb. This jam-packed, one-disc retrospective is a 30-song kaleidoscopic trip of rainbow-flavored pop nuggets and florid lyrical abstractions that recall Syd Barrett-era Pink Floyd. True to their genre’s oft-confounding essence, Plasticland eschews chronology by leading off with the languidly buzzing title track from 1995’s hard-to-find Dapper Snappings. The band’s fuzzed-up origins are documented with succinct freak-outs like “Too Many Fingers” and “Euphoric Trap Door Shoes.” The dandiest of them all gets its warble-laden due on “Pop! Op Drops,” which clocks in at just over a minute. Culinary themes continue with “The Gingerbread House,” which builds from a lonely mellotron into a fiery fantasia gone mad. Although Happening Machine omits a few key tracks like “Disengaged From the World,” it remains an indispensable overview of an underappreciated band.

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Greg Beets was born in Lubbock on the day Richard Nixon was elected president. He has covered music for the Chronicle since 1992, writing about everyone from Roky Erickson to Yanni. Beets has also written for Billboard,Uncut, Blurt, Elmore, and Pop Culture Press. Before his digestive tract cried uncle, he co-published Hey! Hey! Buffet!, an award-winning fanzine about all-you-can-eat buffets.