USA, 1973, avant-garde jazz
If you’re prone to space sickness, it might be wise to give this journey a miss because this is hyperspace jazz, twisting time and space around the music and spitting you out in a far sector of the galaxy inside out. And when you arrive, things are no less bewildering as you encounter life and language, but not as you know them. In case you missed it the first eight hundred times they said it, space is the place. The place for the weird.