I have to admit, I’m struggling with this one. The thing I’m struggling with most isn’t whether or not I like it. Well, actually it is; because I’m not sure how I feel about it, I don’t know how to write about it. It’s all very emotional, this reviewing lark.

The word that gets me as I gaze at the title of the album is “madness”. People must learn to use that word carefully. When people describe themselves or something they produce as “mad”, the only thing you can pretty well be guaranteed is that it is not, in any way shape or form, truly mad. You know that the people who go around saying things like “I’m mad, me. I am even more bonkers than Dizzee Rascal!” are actually really boring, insipid types. I think that’s the problem with the album. In the words of Len Goodman – if it was a colour, it would be beige.

I find my feelings towards the album to be completely bewildering, and a little unfair, because by rights this album shouldn’t be boring. It really shouldn’t. It has all the elements of a really quirky album – which isn’t an insult. After all, if anyone loves a bit of quirk in their music, it’s yours truly.

There’s the opening track, Where Are You, which is pure psychedelia and may as well have been lifted from a demo by the Move in 1967. There’s the title track, which bizarrely manages to mix psychedelia with country – no, really! These things, in themselves, are great. Even tracks like L.A. have some sort of appeal to them. However, as I let out my eightieth disgruntled sigh at my keyboard, I still can’t bring myself to give them a “well done”.

I want to like this album, I really do, but I just can’t. It’s the sort of thing you’d have on in the background on a hot summer’s day… but really low so you can’t hear it. It’s pleasant enough, but nothing really happens and a lot of the tracks sound uncannily similar to each other – which is never a good thing.

In fact, the true problem with the album is this: it’s just a bit too psychedelic for nowadays. You can’t really appreciate it if you’re sober. Maybe I’d like it more if I’d taken a few tabs of LSD. But I haven’t. So I don’t. Sorry.