This record is capable of catching you unawares, even 50+ years after its release. Even just “Some Velvet Morning” alone is utterly bizarre, a bit of Hollywood kitsch shot through with acid-drenched mysticism and cut and shunting two songs together seemingly arbitrarily. But then there’s  “Storybook Children”: as easy-listening as any Perry Como album, and as eerily psychedelic as a Syd Barrett mock nursery rhyme. There’s an opiated take on “You’ve Lost That Loving Feeling.” The meeting of the gutsy megastar’s daughter and the louche country producer / baritone weirdo in the heat of pop psychedelia was always going to be peculiar, but who could have predicted it would be just this weird. Classic status entirely deserved.