From the cover photo showing the former lead singer for Pink Floyd crouched in semi-darkness with crazy hair to the album's very title, you know to expect something different from Mr. Barrett's debut. The very first song, "Terrapin," a slow and strange number, delivers that in spades. It's catchy and beautiful but sparsely weird. The lyrics flit about like an old man's train of thought, from sunlight and love to fishes swimming around in the sea. It's difficult to know how much of the simplicity and childlike grace of this often visionary album is the result of Barrett's increasing mental problems (addressed on the affecting "Dark Globe") and how much is simply an uncompromising artist's intense style. Produced in part by former bandmates Roger Waters and Dave Gilmour, there are also "band" tracks with the Soft Machine backing the young introvert.