Live in Brighton 1975

Can may not fully make sense until you hear one of the live albums. The only shred of known music comes at the end, when Holger and Irmin sort of run through “Vitamin C” but not without the band sending it to the bottom of the ocean and then pulling it back by the bow. The rest of this is spontaneous composition: delicate, reckless, resentful, careful, demented. This band had the range and they did not need songs. Essential.