There’s something about Nick Allbrook’s voice, combined with his general way of being that makes you want to touch him, but know that you can’t. He emits that glow of something that’s only going to be here for a while. Not in that dying-at-27 thing – I’m sure he’ll live to 100, growing a whispy beard down to his kungfu slippered feet – but he looks and sounds like he’s only just part of the world, and if you get too close he might explode into a cloud of rainbow coloured, cosmic dust.

Cam Avery’s physical self and musical sensibilities on the other hand seem embedded deep down into the earth. A woodland creature of the satyr variety, with a sure-footedness that permeates everything he does. Every instrument seems to mould itself to his will, and apparently any piece of sporting equipment too. Did you hear the rumours about him playing golf with Alice Cooper and frisbee with Kirsten Dunst? No doubt he kicked both their asses.

There was never any doubt that these two getting together would create something of mythic proportions. And so it is – the album Big ‘Art is exactly what anyone who digs all their other projects could have hoped for.

Only available digitally until a vinyl release in 2012, the album is still the best possible present for anyone with a psych pop bone in their body.