Oddbod waxing of the week has to be this 1950s album by Julie Andrews & Martyn Green ft. Moondog. Of course, back in the day, no-one really gave much of a fig for a blind pagan wizard percussionist. Julie was all the rage then, much like Cheryl Cole is now. Except she was a tad posher. So the original sleeve of 'Tell it Again' featured just his brief resume on the rear of the sleeve but very little else. The new reissue has MOONDOG splayed in massive fuck off text with lil' old Julie baby relegated to second billing. Funny how the eccentric "weirdos" end up basking in a warm pool of lasting credibility eh? This record is actually a complete diamond, the ol' Viking's shuffling, cyclic percussive rhythms are topped with Andrews & Green's blithering children's poetry & nursery rhymes executed in that delirious, demented sing-song style beloved of the upper classes all those decades ago. Without the hypnotic pads & distinctive tappings of Mr Moony, we'd still be left with a real curiosity as two inane, grinning famous people vye for the undivided attention of your poor, ragged child in a creepy call & response trill-fest. I think the Moonster gives the "project" a real human, earthy vibe, his beats beautifully distinctive & utterly mood altering as always.