I've seen Leslie West at guitar shows around Westchester before. He's in great shape now, and seems not to be bitter, but I'd understand if he were. Mountain were one of the galvanizing forces of hard rock, overdriven jamming white boy blues, and even early metal, yet most people know none of their music or "Missippi Queen" at best. Leslie was fat then, but he could still CRANK on a Gibson at saturation point; Felix Pappalardi was one of the great rock bassists who did more than play the root note, and here Bob Mann (guitar/keys) and Alan Schwartzberg (drums) round out the band. Recorded on a hot summer night in August 1973 in Osaka, Twin Peaks is live rock and roll at its best -- sloppy, loud, joyous, a magnificent noise. You either like live albums or you don't. I love 'em, when they're really live. They're a different and often more honest take on music you already know. All of Mountain's major hits are here (Never In My Life, Theme for an Imaginary Western, Nantucket Sleighride and of course Mississippi Queen). You can feel the sweat dripping off Leslie as he diddles into pentatonic heaven. The vocals are middling to bad, the fuzz boxes are on high, a little country pickin' slips into those monster solos...but oh is that guitar a glorious noise. Fans of Townshend, Clapton, Blackmore, Frank Marino, Pat Travers, need to check this out. The Black Crowes got half their musical ideas from these guys. Sidebar, this album gets "best unintended Syd Barrett impression" for most of Silver Paper.