Its relevance to today’s musicians is obvious from it’s fans; Bob Hardy of Franz Ferdinand recalls: "When I first started driving, ‘In The Aeroplane Over The Sea’ was the only cassette I had in my Ford Fiesta for two years. It is amazing. Friendships can be gauged on the mutual love of Neutral Milk Hotel.’ Dan Snaith of Caribou cites ‘Aeroplane…’ as "my favourite album ever recorded without exception".

Impossible to define in terms of time or scene its other-worldly music and lyrics could easily have been the soundtrack to the 1900s dreamscape film "A Trip to the Moon" with human-faced moons and rockets. Comparable to being on a Ferris Wheel with an orchestra of trumpets, zanzithiphones, uillean pipes, accordions and shortwave radio fuzz: the result is heady and exhilarating but there is a darkness underlying this exuberant ecstasy, as though you can hear Tom Waits conducting 'The Black Rider' in a far off circus tent.

'Aeroplane…’ is stylistically varied to say the least; 'King of Carrot Flowers Part 2 & 3’ begins with plucked banjo and Mangum singing with abandon before spiralling into an irresistible frenzied fuzz guitar mosh, reminiscent of the Violent Femmes.

Jungian stream of consciousness, springing kinetically and breathlessly from each other, illuminating fantastic, almost intangible images.

An out of this world experience.