L'Istruttoria è chiusa, dimentichi

If you ever really need to demonstrate the Maestro’s range, this is the album you need. There are no sweeping orchestral themes or sophisticated grooves, just the most brain-sizzling sonic experimentation, unsettling moods and intense psychedelia. Crackling radios, free jazz drumming, muttering and whispering voices are all clearly designed to create an air of tension and disquiet for a 1971 movie of crime and corruption (translated title “The Case Is Closed: Forget It”); but as a piece of sound art in its own right this is fabulous, echoing Karlheinz Stockhausen and looking forward a decade to the wigouts of Nurse With Wound.