This song doesn't have much going for it in the way of lyrics, but that's completely unimportant as this particular kettle contains the type of thick psychedelic stew that conjures up images of trippy light shows and wildly dancing girls in minis. JUST the kind of concoction that guarantees a spot of reverence on the daily 45.
Funnily enough, the Colosseum were known more as a jazz rock group; however, they seem to have unleashed their inner mod minds one last time for this record. I thank them for that.
from 1969...
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Good one- thanks. I found this whole LP a few years ago. The rest of the albums not bad, sort of a poor man's Chicago from what i remember, this tune is the best thing on it by far.
It's been a good long while since i spun this one. Good to hear it again.
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