CD edition of Annette Peacock’s stunning 1972 debut, still one of the heaviest slices of female ever to escape the prodigious gravity of the 1970s free jazz scene: Peacock performed with Albert Ayler early on and had a long-term relationship with Paul Bley but it’s her commitment to experimentation via then-vanguard synthesizer technologies that marks her own music out, combining the ecstasies of free jazz with heady eroto-funk arrangements and a wild, free vocal style that combines spontaneous sounds of coitus with wordless solos that are as creamy as Patty Waters sings Lester Young. The lyrics are incredible, some of the most liberated body/sensual couplets ever hyperventilated into a microphone, with lines like “Can’t you feel it in my skin when you’re buried deep within me?” over music that feels like Betty Davis sings the songs of Sun Ra. The line-up is pretty stellar too, with Peacock’s wild outer space synth work alongside a guitar, bass and drums trio augmented by guest synth and piano and the heavenly reeds of Perry Robinson, Mark Whitecage and Michael Moss. Her lascivious reading of Elvis Presley’s “Love Me Tender” simply has to be heard to be believed, indeed the whole record is a profound singularity, a celebratory masterpiece of the loosing of female sexual energies and the apex of post-fire music circuit riding. Peacock has never really gotten her due but her early recordings are truly peerless avant rock/free music masterpieces and this is the absolute apex. Simply cannot recommend this enough. Annette, you are the one.