One might almost dismiss this band as psychedelic bubblegum, so unaccustomed are we to unvarnished, naked offerings of truth, whimsy, beauty, fantasy. But a serious listen will show that this first album by SRC goes deeper than such a lah de dah genre with a cohesive kick-ass resolve. All the musicians knew their licks well and the music at times surges with epic power. Not Led Zeppelin, and yet... In some ways more listenable.
These bold companions helped carry the great burden without guidance a ways along the road, with a lead guitar that soared from the heights like a great eagle and pierced the heart like Elvish steel. This is a child's garden of stories, evoking thoughts of frost glittering under starlight, autumn leaves blowing across the moon, distant gilt-edged clouds, Maxfield Parrish afternoons, rainbows, magic pools, the music complemented by airy and exuberantly youthful vocal harmonies backing the singular voice of the minstrel tale spinner.
One of my favorite cut-out lp discoveries, this relatively obscure 60s band from Ann Arbor produced the ultimate anthem for the archetypal underdog, a melodic rolecall, a mantra for the damned.
"Blacksheep, outcast, misfit, Ishmael,
Every stranger each his own tale,
Fear of the unknown diminish,
Inside outside start to finish..."
How could anyone not recognize these heroes of Middle Earth, that place which breathed as a shimmering vision throughout the 60s and beyond? March steadfast into the sun with sword in hand, the truth shall be revealed, and courage be exalted even unto the stars... How I missed these intrepid travellers and their tales in the long interval between vinyl obsolescence and their reincarnation on compact disc.
SRC (this first album) could be the message on our next projection into the interstellar void following Voyager. We mean well and hail all starfarers, but are not to be trifled with...
And the torch was lit to guide us into Valinor...
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Ungh... My head hurts... Gotta remember not to drink like that... Still, I'll stand with what I wrote...
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