I once had the Spirit of 76 album, and it was pretty good. I have to say, though, that "Twelve Dreams of Dr. Sardonicus" was better.
Let us assume, just for shakes and shivers, that you have ingested Lysergic Acid. Wait for about an hour and a quarter, and then spin Dr. Sardonicus:
Some hippy songwriter sings about having the world at your fingertips and then starts crying out about a demonic bride who eats away from inside. Then a song about death and renewal defines nature's way. An animal zoo passes before you and love flows in chunky waves like a mad sea. A plea for freedom falls before Mr. Skin, who leers from every television in the world. A psychedelic trip into space follows and morphs into a deranged love song. Then urbanity raises its ugly head with street noise and pollution. A pleading ode to innocence cuts through the distortion and morning threatens with a loud horn section. The last song is a dirge about the loneliness of the soldiers in Viet Nam.
How do you say goodbye to 1970?
Let us assume, just for shakes and shivers, that you have ingested Lysergic Acid. Wait for about an hour and a quarter, and then spin Dr. Sardonicus:
Some hippy songwriter sings about having the world at your fingertips and then starts crying out about a demonic bride who eats away from inside. Then a song about death and renewal defines nature's way. An animal zoo passes before you and love flows in chunky waves like a mad sea. A plea for freedom falls before Mr. Skin, who leers from every television in the world. A psychedelic trip into space follows and morphs into a deranged love song. Then urbanity raises its ugly head with street noise and pollution. A pleading ode to innocence cuts through the distortion and morning threatens with a loud horn section. The last song is a dirge about the loneliness of the soldiers in Viet Nam.
How do you say goodbye to 1970?
