Ultra-Rare 1969 Private-Press Psych/Folk Rock Masterpiece! Features the Legendary Wrecking Crew (Beach Boys, Phil Spector)! Newly Remastered on "Alien Highways Splatter" Vinyl! Lacquers Cut by John Golden Mastering! Plated at RTI! In March 1975, Jim Sullivan mysteriously disappeared outside Santa Rosa, New Mexico. His VW bug was found abandoned, his motel room untouched. Some think he got lost in the desert. Some think he fell foul of a local family with alleged mafia ties. Some think he was abducted by aliens. By coincidence - or perhaps not - Jim's 1969 debut album was titled U.F.O. Released in tiny numbers on a private label, it, too, was truly lost, until Seattle's Light in the Attic Records began a years-long quest to give it the full release it deserves - and to solve the mystery of Sullivan's disappearance. Only one of those things happened. For record collectors, some albums are considered impossible to get hold of, records so rare you could sit on eBay for years and not get a sniff of a copy. U.F.O. is one of those albums. A seventh son, Jim Sullivan was a West Coast should-have-been, an Irish-American former high school quarterback whose gift for storytelling earned him cult status in the Malibu bar where he performed nightly. Sullivan was always on the edge of fame, hanging out with movie stars like Harry Dean Stanton, performing on the Jose Feliciano show, even stealing a cameo in the ultimate hippie movie, Easy Rider. Friend and actor Al Dobbs thought he could change all that and founded a label - Monnie Records - to release Jim's album, enlisting the assistance of Phil Spector's legendary sessioneers The Wrecking Crew to do so. That's Don Randi, Earl Palmer and Jimmy Bond you can hear, the latter also acting as producer and arranger. U.F.O. was a different beast to the one-man-and-his-guitar stuff Jim had been doing on stage; instead, it was a fully realized album of scope and imagination, a folk-rock record with its head in the stratosphere. Sullivan's voice is deep and expressive like Fred Neil with a weathered and worldly Americana sound like Joe South - pop songs that aren't happy but filled with despair. The album is punctuated with a string section (that recalls David Axelrod), other times a Wurlitzer piano provides the driving groove (as if Memphis great Jim Dickinson was running the show). U.F.O. is a slice of American pop music filtered from the murky depths of Los Angeles, by way of the deep south.