Thursday

...proper nice xample o' hollywood jazzbos gettin groovee with this well spiffin funkee m.o.r take on some light classical ideas based on th' poem by william blake...some cool faked-out acid rock geetar on most trx gives evidence that th' late 60s new music revolution was fully entrenched in studio thinkin 'n was bein used to pull in sophisticated hi-fi buffs who wanted to appear hep without bein actually doin th' legwork...too highbrow (read square) for th' zap comix hippee trash who gave this a swerve back in th' day 'n too hippee for th' suburban workaday patriot so its fate was fallin thru th' cracks into th' bargin bins until th' hiphop producers picked up on th' open spaced sounds ideal for loopin...needs to be played in dimly lit room with a fresh bong handy 'n th' volume on high...

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks,saw the cover on your website and remember my dad had this album when I was growing up, read your description and believe you nailed it, now where the hell did I put that bong? Thanks again.

8:09 AM  

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