Not much more to be said about the iconic title track which, it could be argued, was the kick off of a whole new genre. It's rediculously self-indulgent, way too long and is one of the great stoner anthems of the 60s. The rest of the album keeps the fuzzy guitar psychedelic vibe going strong. Of course nothing else measures up to In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida and it's not like I'm going to ever listen to it again, so.....3.5 stars