by Richie Unterberger
Despite the presence of high-profile musicians Harvey Brooks and Harvey Mandel, Bond's second album from his stay in the U.S. in the late '60s was a lukewarm, half-inspired affair. It's average blues-rock with light gospel and funk overtones, and a few of the songs are pretty shapeless. It's best when Bond brings out the demonic tones of both his organ (or, occasionally, mellotron) and vocals, but these are flashed infrequently. The label made it clear that Graham was not a top priority in their promotion department by misspelling his first name on the record itself.