Sometimes I have to step back and think about the craziness of what was released by major labels in the 1960's; the scene was full of A&R men that must have been throwing their hands in the air saying something like "I don't understand what these crazy kids are up to, but these crazy kids make us a lot of money!".
This record is complete and utter insanity compressed into 2:03. The sound of suburbia either cracking up on drugs personally or under the influence of those who HAD cracked up on drugs. From what it seems, most of the great early psychedelic record were the later; wild, adrenalin crazed kids that were so influenced by their English heroes that when the heroes began the experimentation, the kids followed suit but without the chemicals. Add to the equation the Maestro fuzz tone pedal (the sound of the Stones "Satisfaction" among hundreds of other great fuzzed out records), obnoxious sounding (in a good way) electric organs from Vox and Farfisa, some VERY loud amplifiers, a recipe for greatness and freedom was created that would not be achieved again until the punk era in rock n roll. Sadly, those A&R men who hadn't a clue in 1966 THOUGHT they had a clue in, say, 1974, completely homogenizing the music.
I love how this track starts so abruptly that it feels as if the engineer started the tape machine while the band was in mid-jam. Plus, there comes a point in the song where it feels as though everything is gonna fall apart but then BAM they pull it together for something that resembles a bridge and these dudes bring it all back home in a big way.
This band from (allegedly) San Diego, CA were actually allowed to record a full length LP for RCA Victor. Not much more is known about them. Dig it!