charlatans

...in the summer of 1965 these frisco beatnix were ensconsed at the red dog saloon in nevada some fair few miles from their home town and as such they slightly missed out on the beginning's of hippy rock...at the red dog they were gobbling acid and hitting up the reefer and having a high old time but this was too far from frisco to merit inclusion in the newly forming hierarchy and by the time they got back on the local scene they were viewed as interlopers and behind the times...this disk is a very nice compilation of early demo tracks that have been out and about for the last 3 decades but the sound here is really good and slices into the years like knife through butter, listening to this is like being there over forty years back...this and the mother mccree disc are terrific places to start digging the frisco beat when it was consisting of old fashioned 20s pop and hokum, mind manglin' but not psychedelic...

...the year being 1969 and the frisco sound was mutating out of recognition and more alarmingly the aesthetic and ethics were sliding into disuse...the original idea of melding different musics into a new freedom as practiced by the great society/orkustra were giving way to country (rock) like the dead, middle class temper tantrums with the airplane...the charlatans on this LP, their first at the time, four years after getting the rocking bug from acid and 'hard days night' ignore the new ideas in rock such as grand funk thud and country stumming and get busy with the amalgam of the component parts of the original frisco groove melding modal jazz flutes and beatnik '65 folk, country blues and psych guitar lines, goodtime musics and avant garde clunk, (track 8 is right there next to autosalvage), dig the nod to fab4 white album at the beginning of track 9...more than a few west coast rock snobs dis this as not up to the standard set by others, who came later anyway, but this is certainly the disk they desevered to make, its a great summing up of the original response of being set free from square society, the limit of the marvelous is the only way...a big tip of the hat must go to darryl devore who came in later and ended up being the guide for the trip but unfortunately he didn't dig the rock world vibe (even hippy frisco rock) and split the scene to the avant world...

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