acid-folk/folk singer/songwritter for prog fan?

BTW, I don't think it has anything to do with The Beatles' 'She Came in Through the Bathroom Window  , although it might serve as a musical counterpart to it.

I also failed to mention 'Riding on a Cloud' on Tanz der Lemminge, but you can check that one out too if you wish.

This one's got some frigged-out harmonies! Very nice  .

Sandoz in the Rain ... would be more like it ... hehehe! Specially when you have tried and you know what it is all about! But these days ... no one remembers anything and talks like a president that has no sense of smell!

 

Actually, AD1 is more on the folksy side of things, but in many ways these albums are just another drum/dance circle for anyone to get really stoned and have some trips. It's not any more folk than it is music, and it is not "trip" any more than it is anything else. But it is a rather good example of some folks trying to use the rock music as something else more than just a song, and use it as a raga, or a piece of music for meditation and other events that western culture does not always support, or appreciate.

 

It does sound, today, rather sophomoric, but the feeling itself, when you are "in the trip" is way better and more enjoyable. Beware that it has some funny stuff done here and there by engineers trying to be funny which sometimes is fine, but in the end, also hurts the flow of the trip ... when you are tripping ... and those kinds of things have a tendency to hurt trips and get people scared and off the paths that they are on.

 

Some others I forgot to mention that I really like...

 

Ralph McTell...

 

And here's an obscure album that I really like from 1969.  She is/was a native american lady who did this really nice album...

 

Leonda...

 

 

 

You obviously agree.

 

There is only music in PA and not in the rest of the world! And the world is second or third world country that will never live up to the anglo-american standards of rock music or progressive.

 

It's hilarious ... saying it ... and it going right over someone's head. We're but a drop of sand in the beach of the universe, and all too often the ego is bigger than the reality ... but no ... there is no music anywhere else for you!

 

Good.

 

More for me! 

It's a tough thing ...

 

One can go to the really early days in SF and these were a dime a dozen, and some ended up on LP and some didn't, some were good and some were not.

 

And too much of the music listed here is an "idealistic" vision of what "psychedelic" (the acid term came later when it was deemed "harder"), and the music is almost a "let's make believe" kind of thing that is only missing Judy Garland as a poster girl on the corner!

 

The problem with the SF scene is that people were too ripped or too sexed out to record anything and make anything of any experience, and a lot of music was wasted and burn't ... we don't even remember, or ask ... what the heck did the Grateful Dead play for 5 or 6 hours, or the Allman Brothers ... let me tell you that it wasn't about the blues or bullsh*t ... it was about tripping and going to places no one had gone before in music, which we have totally forgotten and disrespect even more these days. The all-knowing, disrespects the "unknowable" ... nothing new under the sun, really! Religions do the same to get you to think alike.

 

Take a look, if you can, at the Ken Kesey documentary about his trip. It's not something that us here can appreciate, because we think literature is f**ked up and doesn't belong in music, or any progressive something or other can not have a connection to the other arts ... and thus, you finding something "psychedelic" is going to be hard anyway ... because most people have no idea what that is.

 

Probably the most "psychedelic" thing ever done in music is the stuff done by the Cosmic Couriers and Ash Ra Tempel, that even had the voices of the women playing up the "nymph" suggestion (Join Inn) and other examples (Starring Rosi), but this hippy/commune ideal of being stoned, and having sex, and enjoying music was lost in the Bay Area by folks that had flowers in their hair (so to speak) that went there, took what they wanted and left the rest behind. The place was raped! The music barely survived. Most of it, no one remembers or wants to talk about it, since those woho went to the Fillmore were too stoned to even know which bands they saw! ... the stories and stuff is so few and so little as to be sad and pathetic.

 

There is one example, though, and it was Gonzo (Thompson) but he was the example of the total moron that really gave the scene the bad name and the worst reputation ... but it was cool because a magazine thought it was funny to fill you up with merde, amidst their star kissing.

 

The media across the world buried this amidst rubble, sex and drugs ... to kill a whole generation ... and it is a wonder that the music has survived and a testament to the strength of that music and art, and literature that it has survived ... but we ignore it all too much ... and there is one line in that movie about Ken that will have you going ... son of a gun ... no wonder I didn't get it ... a lot of the "psychedelic" music was killed along side of this ... and about the only thing that survived Fillmore were the posters and a handful of artists that gave rise to a massive fantasy level or art ... that is by far one of the most prolific in the history of art. And you think that music and literature wasn't there?

 

I still think that too much corruption was the issue ... for example, Terry Southern, was a satirist of sorts, but in the end, Candi, was a book that tore apart the "psychedelic thing" just as much as any sex mores of the time and place ... and in many ways, the whole SF and NY and LA scnes were just as abusive and insane and out of control, and when you read the book by Patti Smith ... you know it was out of control ... and it had some great things come out of it ... but we don't think of Mapplethorpe as "psychedelic" ... but it is definite "acid" ... or my favorite one, is Mr. Burroughs  ... and Naked Lunch is the ultimate acid story, gone bizarre and askew where Steppenwolf tried to explain it to you!

 

Does it matter?