...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...