To call Pip Proud “the Australian Syd Barrett” is to shortchange both of the late songwriters, but to do so for the correct reasons. That is, there isn’t anything to suggest that Proud’s latter two LPs—1968’s Adreneline & Richard and 1969’s A Bird in the Engine—were the product of a spiraling post-psychedelic burnout. Rather, Proud’s oeuvre actually does sound like the Pink Floyd founder’s solo work—equally disheveled and whimsical, surprising and knowing. But the Australian’s fuzzed carelessness recalls many of their other shaggy contemporaries, too, like the genuinely strange folk of The Godz (on Adreneline’s full-band title track) and the bent eloquence of Pearls Before Swine (on the loner-folk drawl of Engine’s “Empty”). The two albums recover an exceptional and long-lost ‘60s touchstone with a bushel of folk turns and sharp playfulness, full of weirdos sprouting into quiet and parallel bloom.