The Faust Tapes: Faust Epiphany

ONE OF THE EFFECTS of the rabid reissue programs that accompanied the CD revolution was to offer shrinkwrapped package tours into your teenage bedrom. Music, as we all know, can recreate the details of the time it is associated with in the mind of the listener, with all the eerie realism of one of Philip K. Dick's neurological holidays. For a while it was impossible to venture into the Megastore without your eye catching a sleeve that took you back to the days when Virgin's record shops were all beanbags, headphones and Captain Beefheart posters.