Two separate, nicely-packaged, but way too short compilation tapes feature a mix of couplings separated by title cards meant to summon up wild fantasies. So we get "The Locker Room," "Waking Up," etc. The couplings are very uneven with Powers and Brandt, each respectively credited as the "star" on the two tape covers, performing best. Ultimately the greatest mystery about these tapes is why one might actually care about Hendrix's selections when his somnolent introductions and concluding segments are about as sexy as a pass from a hairdresser on Valium.