fred neil

...if one thing could be said about fred its he was a true laid back funky cat, kind of like a beatnik elder brother to tim buckley during the latters bongo strumming platters like 'happy sad/'lorca' with the trancy vibe going on...this was freds first disk after leaving the erstwhile elektra and going to LA to record with nik venet who was working toward perfecting the folkrock sound for an older college crowd and not just teenies...the whole sound that's being developed on this wax is a los angeles mellow yet intense groove, ironically just right for the haight ashbury astro-flyers who would need this while inter-dimensional tripping...raga style guitar picking and strumming with sparse drums that hit the spot with economical splendor and phat jazzed bass thats holds the groove in fine flow, like a river meandering with the sole purpose to just move along without arriving...the last track is an 8 minute totally out-there raga jam like sandy bull kicking it with those frisco beatnix the serpent power...(cats interested in the tiny threads that make up the rock'n'roll tapestry may be in need of such hep and hotcha info that fred once played gigs with buzzy linharts raga blowers the seventh sons in greenwich village folk dungeons where he got a taste of stretched out reefer choogling where temporal restrictions were somehow suspended)...includes versions of songs made famous by others such as judy henske/tim buckley(dolphins)/nilsson(everybodys talkin')amongst the fine grist that is all over both sides, no tracks need to be skipped with this biscuit...

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