Another sixties wonder...

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A revelation that gently whispers in your ears. And a kind of lightness that invades you with just a hint of acid...

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So, the thing is, you should listen to this music all of a sudden...

Without knowing anything about it...

Without some damn reviewer pointing the way first, like turn right, walk a hundred meters with your eyes closed...

In fact, "turn right, walk a hundred meters with your eyes closed" would actually be fine...

Except that a hundred meters is not enough, because you should forget that you read the review, and those closed eyes should lead you to the absolute non-place where you are truly yourselves...

And you don't expect anything and you are just there....

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And anyway, there's already a problem...

The tracks from one to four I honestly don't know what to tell you. So let's say I ask for help from the rock bibles...

Here are the results:

"Minor key harmonies, daydreams..." (Mucchio Extra)

Or according to Julian Cope: "Ultra cool stabs at a sort of Mersey-Beat sound with garage and surf rock overtones." Which would mean something like: ultra cool stabs and a sort of Mersey beat with garage and surf rock nuances...

Ok, it could be...

I would have said the first rays of sunlight on the water when your spirit is particularly good... and all of it just like that, as if by chance...

Yes, yes by chance...

Otherwise, why would I have gone on about that sudden listening experience?

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Anyway, it is these four tracks that are the thing I was talking about at the beginning, that is the revelation that gently whispers in your ears....

And a kind of lightness that invades you with just a hint of acid.

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But that's not where it stops!!!

Because, and the bibles say so, the best is yet to come...

Because from now on, that revelation/lightness marries (in a union, that indeed, mystical) with the spirit of certain sixties rock...

As if the Zombies met the Them of Van Morrison.

With some forays like early Floyd and a pinch of the East, as per the script

And the acid that is no longer just a hint....

And I say this just so we understand each other...it's not like it's the family meatloaf recipe...or the elixir vattelapesca...

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And so here they are for you, in order of appearance: a (psycho) litany almost Morricone-like; an extremely acid killer garage with an almost definitive guitar...

Then you enter, and I leave the word to master Julian, into the "Third Bardo territory of surf/psychedelic madness"... that is into the third bardo territory, the realm of surf/psychedelic madness, whatever that means...

Finally, the fantastic "Psychedelic Journey" (part one and part two) which lives up to all the promises of such a title...

It's one of those beautiful sixties rides that make you lose your mind.

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And I leave out so much other good stuff...

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Our Mystic Tide came from New York...

Leader and composer of all the tracks was a certain Joe Docko, a rather sublime guitarist in my opinion...

The album, published in the nineties, contains the four singles recorded at the time, plus some unreleased tracks.

The rest is material from the nineties, quite inferior, I must say, to the wonders of the past...

Aloha...

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