There are times when TBMO’s mix of unconstrained performance and post-genre music reaches the transcendent moment, leaving those watching in a state of devotional bliss that lingers long after the end of the live show. It’s what’s led to the band being described in near-evangelical terms over a five-year career that’s seen the release of two EPs.

But it’s also what makes their first full-length album – produced by the band – a less than satisfying listen. Without the outlandish stage costumes and the visceral immediacy of the live show, the 11 tracks come off as indulgent meanderings that battle to anchor the band’s philosophical viewpoint (loosely about a generation unable to find real value beyond partying; a call for “Positive Energy Activates Constant Elevation Peace”). In this sprawling musical mess it’s hard to catch the flashes of brilliance (Siyabonga Mthembu’s whoops and exclamations and Raytheon Moorvan’s atmospheric playing) and you can’t help wondering what a visionary, strong-willed producer would have done to reign things in, in an attempt to capture anything approaching a melody.