There’s a fine line between science fiction and fantasy. While I hold dear the “hard sci-fi” of Arthur C. Clarke, the wizards and dragons of J.K. Rowling just seem to piss me off. Personally, the same can be said of the admittedly subtle difference between shoegaze and psychedelic rock.

But I always have exceptions to my nonsensical opinions — and for me the psychedelic exception is Australia’s Tame Impala.

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