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In parentheses, Stampfel & Weber also deserve the "credit" for being the first to have used the term psychedelic in a song, their delirious version of Hesitation Blues from 1964 concludes with "...got my psychedelic feet in my psychedelic shoes."

What a pleasure to "disturb" don&lewis from their sabbat(h)ical absences, and I throw in a parallel with a more recent group that comes to mind while listening to inconclusive "ballads" like "My mind capsized" on this album... the Flaming Lips up to a certain point in their musical history (before Wayne Coyne started playing with the pop of the pink robots)! The same monstrous and ironic schizoid psychedelic approach towards a genre (this time rock).

This mattodileonard is really a big fish taken by surprise. He jokes about the bands mentioned by dopesmoker with "Bands that made history, who cares," and then when they actually made history (like Nirvana) he minimizes them with disgust. Categorizing him as a fool, I considered it a waste of time to engage with him, but he comes here to reiterate that he thinks the Holy Modal are crap (like we care) while trying to sound knowledgeable by citing the mainstream Lovin' Spoonful or the Fraternity of Man, which have nothing to do with the eccentricity of people like the Holy Modal, Fugs, Mothers. If he had mentioned the Insect Trust or the Silver Apples... well, whatever, but that's why he's a fool. You're 24 years old; as I once advised you, like Troisi: spend your Saturday night going out and touching girls, not shooting bullshit on debaser.

Holy crap, I just finished writing the one about "The Moray Eels...." and some other kind soul has remembered this band of freaks. As I say in that piece, while crazy groups like the Mothers, Fugs, and United States of America have since received recognition from history, the Holy Modal Rounders are still seeking justice.

the twilight and apocalyptic vision of the west, the Sam Peckinpah of literature, the masterpiece of Cormac McCarthy. Judge Holden reminds me of Colonel Kurtz/Marlon Brando lounging in the shadows, where only his bald head gleams, murmuring "...the horror, the horror."

I don't know about you, but I don't take this matteoleonardi seriously anymore after the first few times. He’s a 24-year-old kid who could be my son, yet he acts like he’s got the wisdom of my grandfather Vincenzo, who played alto sax at the feast of the gigli in Nola. At least he included me in the odradek- omaha- bender crew, which is made up of people who know how to listen to music, rather than just his four little buddies from church. With Tom Waits, they’ve played with (I'm recalling from memory so I might miss a few) big names like Marc Ribot, Les Claypool, Stewart Copeland, Charlie Musselwhite, Tony Levin, Chris Spedding.

one of my favorites by Carpenter, very close to the plot of "Night of the Living Dead" by Romero. The gangs attacking the district seem like zombies without identity/life, as they are "marginalized" driven (in a consumerist and opportunistic America) only by a thirst for revenge against established society. And how does Carpenter judge this society? Do our heroes come to save the good guys and they live happily ever after? No sir, even that spark of love or friendship that was kindled between them during the danger is extinguished by the resumption of social roles, rights, duties, and the responsibilities of normal life. Once with John Ford, the frontier was moving forward; with Carpenter, it retreats. Great.

Greetings to all of you for your appreciated contribution (but especially Mr. Azzo, whom I hadn't encountered on these shores for ages). I would like to point out to Morgue that both names (Remitti and Rimitti) are linked to Cheikha. The record is indeed under the name Rimitti, but following the Debaser database, she can be found as Cheikha Remitti. The subsequent album that Macaco mentions, made a couple of years later with Fripp and Flea, I also found less appealing, although still evocative but rather mannered.

better Incredible! if only for when they throw Yerakina in there...this is crossover, not to mention RHCP ;-)

fragile falsetto of JLP? oh my god that man on records like the contemporary Miami has a deep voice that is terrifying, and I also believe that "A minute to pray" is more furious than Miami itself.