max_pApr 10, 2013 - 15:09 | check out this bands other stuff. yes it's 40 years later |
max_pApr 10, 2013 - 15:07 | meaningless nouns |
sherfApr 10, 2013 - 15:03 | Period piece with zero comments! Oops! |
| Oh cuuuuttte, Bill!! Saw them in Houston followed by the Buffalo Springfield in '68. Stills and Young in LA Country Rock Grungy were mocking the Sgt. Pepper costumes. You should have sequed to "Pictures of Matchstick Men". |
| DanO-1 wrote: Groooooovy Indeed... what a classic... we be dancing... |
| cow bells!! I gotta have more cow bells!! |
| steeler wrote: Pscyhedelia for beginners! In a good way. Brings back memories. Trying and hoping to be part of a culture that was a few years out of reach. Although I did read the Straweberry Statement back then, when it first came out. hi steeler what's a precipice of a caldron ?? |
| Guilty pleasure... |
| Cheesy, cheesy goodness! |
| johnjconn wrote: Sounds like the Archies It sounds exactly like them - Don Kirshner should call his copyright attorneys. |
| Pscyhedelia for beginners! In a good way. Brings back memories. Trying and hoping to be part of a culture that was a few years out of reach. Although I did read the Straweberry Statement back then, when it first came out. |
| Love it — blast from the past. We were listening to it and dancing around a campfire by the beach. |
| Sounds like the Archies |
| coloradojohn wrote: Oh, wow... Dad was sporting a handlebar mustache, I remember the tin of wax he had for it on the bookshelf...and there he was, outside, putting psychedelic Smiley Flower and Barefoot Hippie Footprint stickers on the Saab...there was lately a black light always on in the Rec Room downstairs, and he even gave in and let baby bro and I pick one out, too, that time we all went to The Temple Slug...and these strange twisted skinny cigarettes had started appearing and disappearing from the top drawer of the dresser in the Master Bedroom...Mom was wearing suede go-go boots — with fringe, of course... Incense and Peppermints was often on the radio installed in my headboard, on the AM station that dared to go there...and when Mom and Dad went out with the New Neighbors up the street — "he was an East Coast hippie playwright," as Dad put it, and " she was a born again Pentecostal" as my mother put it — Susie the teenage baby-sitter from next door came over and there was that smell ; something acrid and burning, turpentiney, and there she was coughing again, hmm...when she locked herself in the bathroom...yes, those were Different Times...yet, here in Paradise, we still get to live them, and with full understanding and choice and privilege to Be a part of it all...Glad to have the precious Flashbacks, AND enjoy again in the enhanced sacred trance of the Present Herbal Landscape, too — thanks RP! Ohh god! I could never even slightly imagine that going on in the house I grew up in!! |
| Sweet. Long enough, but not long enough. |
| Oh, wow... Dad was sporting a handlebar mustache, I remember the tin of wax he had for it on the bookshelf...and there he was, outside, putting psychedelic Smiley Flower and Barefoot Hippie Footprint stickers on the Saab...there was lately a black light always on in the Rec Room downstairs, and he even gave in and let baby bro and I pick one out, too, that time we all went to The Temple Slug...and these strange twisted skinny cigarettes had started appearing and disappearing from the top drawer of the dresser in the Master Bedroom...Mom was wearing suede go-go boots — with fringe, of course... Incense and Peppermints was often on the radio installed in my headboard, on the AM station that dared to go there...and when Mom and Dad went out with the New Neighbors up the street — "he was an East Coast hippie playwright," as Dad put it, and " she was a born again Pentecostal" as my mother put it — Susie the teenage baby-sitter from next door came over and there was that smell ; something acrid and burning, turpentiney, and there she was coughing again, hmm...when she locked herself in the bathroom...yes, those were Different Times...yet, here in Paradise, we still get to live them, and with full understanding and choice and privilege to Be a part of it all...Glad to have the precious Flashbacks, AND enjoy again in the enhanced sacred trance of the Present Herbal Landscape, too — thanks RP! |
| One of the best Psychedelic bands...Always happy to hear their nusic on the Radio :) |
| Love this! |
| Far out man! |
| Groooooovy |