Sunday

...first things first,dig that cover,a beatnik statement on life'n art/art'n life,all is real but it could be phony,pop is disposable,it means nothin' but its everything that matters yet it to will pass to be replaced,today is transient,not meant to last,consume or be consumed...it certainly got th'guardians o'morality uptight demandin' censorship,keepin' it hid from impressionable minds who may want a bathroom o'their own(too late th'comin' hippys were hopeless'n soapless)...these acid eatin' beatnix scored lucky with their hollywood take on th'folkrock boom that was gettin' underway in 65/66,some great tuneage on this first wax all delivered with zest'n a cool sense o'fun wrapped in a green haze smellin' sweet...sunshine harmonies rub up against some hip R&B,folk pop with sneaky hip lyrics,all played by L.A session cats who all get grooved with a high vibe bouncin,pushin' to make a new NOW pop that would propel th'M&Ps straight into teenage hip life'n beyond...always viewed with suspicion by more hardcore hippys as capitalist entertainment they were really visitin' starsailors bringin' th'hep vibe to th'teen populace that needed to be freed from a life o' conformity,a life tied as a slave o'th'corporation...

3 Comments:

Blogger Chance said...

Spaceman, I just discovered your blog yesterday and I'm blown away by the quality and variety of your musical tastes. I'm looking forward to checking in regularly, thanks for the effort you put into it. I love the writing too, at first I found it a bit inpenetrable, but then I really got to like it, irreverant and humorous but obviously informed with a true connoisseur's passion and knowledge. Thanks for hipping us to all the good stuff, bro!

8:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

where be the links o great one?

4:20 PM  
Blogger spacedsaviour said...

run th'cursor over th'txt,all will become clear...

2:43 AM  

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