Andy, is this the best pop-softened-psych record ever made? Or do it's distant overtones of meaningfulness disqualify it? (I thought I detected a half speed tambourine buried in the mix but I could be wrong.)
The conflation of two elements within this thread has now put the picture in my head of Susan Sontag hitting a tambourine. "In place of a hermeneutics we need an erotics of art". Yes indeedy. Bang it sister.
Footnote - we had tambourines at junior school with a skin. Most of the tambourines we saw pop stars playing on TV were skinless. Isn't the former variety a little more versatile? Does it matter?
The funny thing about the tambourine is that it's actually a very difficult instrument to play. People assume there's nothing to it - until they try and play one. The difficulty lies in allowing for the short time delay between shaking the thing and the little cymbals coming together to make the sound. Of course anyone can play one badly, but a good tambourine part is nearly always played by a proper drummer.
One suspects Susan Sontag might not be as good at it as, say, Pauline Kael.