Monday, August 22, 2011
Into the wild
Greeting my friends :D i'm into the concrete wild now, but i am doing all what i can to make new posts and other good things...
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Fokus - Sny
This is one of newest polish rap clip, it is psychodelic :D
Friday, July 29, 2011
Acid Drinkers - Always look on the bright side of life !
Last two weeks i was out of everything because of traveling, family meeting, etc, but i will keep posting for sure :D
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Comfortably Numb
Once again i must share with you. This clip is one of my favourite. Everyone who like Psychedelic Rock & Roll should watch this :)
Labels:
Comfortably Numb,
Pink Floyd,
psychedelic,
rock,
roll
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Slash
Oh God when did i saw this first time.. Another great band sounds kinda psychedelic for me xD
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Pink Floyd - Saucerful of Secrets (Popeii Excerpt)
I didn't sleep till 4 am. listening Pink Floyd, visualisations are great!
Labels:
Pink Floyd,
Popeii Excerpt,
psychedelic,
rock,
roll,
Saucerful of Secrets
Monday, July 11, 2011
Guns N Roses Sweet Child O Mine
Sorry for no-posting, but i was on holiday. Cool time. Look on this clip.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Juno Reactor - Masters of the Universe
Best-known for injecting former porn star Traci Lords with some hi-NRG trance on her 1995 solo album, Ben Watkins and co. have pursued a fusion of Goa trance and techno on their own recordings as Juno Reactor. Watkins, who has produced Alison Moyet and worked with Youth (in both the Empty Quarter and Brilliant), formed his own band in the late '80s, the Flowerpot Men (not to be confused with the '60s band of the same name). Not long after, Watkins retreated to travel around the world with a portable DAT recorder, using the results to soundtrack a traveling art exhbition. After meeting up with Stefan Holweck, an old comrade from Brilliant, the duo formed Juno Reactor with Mike Maguire and occasional contributors Johan Bley and Jens Waldenback.
Juno Reactor hit big on the dancefloor with a 1993 single, "High Energy Protons," and signed to Mute Records. Later that year, the group released its debut album, Transmissions, and toured as the Orb's support slot for chillout-room duty; a deal with Orb's Inter Modo label resulted in 1994's Luciano. The hype increased a year later as Traci Lords recruited the group to produce her debut album, 1000 Fires. Signed to Wax Trax! a year later (but on Blue Room Released in Europe), Juno Reactor returned with their third album, Beyond the Infinite, in 1996. Bible of Dreams followed in 1997 and Shango in fall 2000. Watkins' side-projects include Psychoslaphead and Electrotete. ~ John Bush, All Music Guide
Labels:
Juno Reactor,
Masters of the Universe,
psychedelic,
trance
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
PI - psychedelic movie
Mega psychedelic movie about genius mathematic, with great sound.
A paranoid mathematician searches for a key number that will unlock the universal patterns found in nature.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Donnie Darko
A troubled teenager is plagued by visions of a large bunny rabbit that manipulates him to commit a series of crimes, after narrowly escaping a bizarre accident.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Trainspotting!
The film tells a story of the group of friends from Edinburgh, who rejected a socially acceptable way of living in favour of an alternative lifestyle. Renton (Ewan McGregor), Sick Boy (Johny Lee MIller) and Spud ( Ewen Brenmer ) are heroin addicts. Begbie ( Robert Carlyle ) is a violent psychopath. Tommy (Kevin McKidd) limits his addictions to alcohol and cigarettes, but has the same contempt for squeaky clean society as the others. They all live off benefits and occasional petty thefts, spend most of their time wasted and seem perfectly content with the way things are. Or are they only wearing masks to hide anxiety, pain and emptiness felt deep inside?
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Jose Gonzalez
Born: 1978
Although his parents are Argentinean, singer/songwriter José González was born in Sweden, where he became nationally renowned for his mix of autumnal indie pop and intimate acoustics. Following stints with hardcore bands during the 1990s, he officially launched his solo career with the release of 2003's Veneer, an entirely acoustic affair that reflected a childhood spent listening to equal parts bossa nova, classical, and post-punk by the likes of Joy Division. Touchstones for González's sound included Nick Drake, Paul Simon, Red House Painters, and Elliott Smith, and his popularity soon spread overseas, with Veneer receiving an American release in 2005.
José González's stateside prospects were aided by the appearance of his song "Crosses" in the season-ending episode of The O.C. The title track from his 2006 EP, Stay in the Shade, was also featured in the show. Stay in the Shade displayed a move away from the bedroom sound of González's first album, yet it still maintained the same caliber of songcraft and performance. In 2005, González joined with organist Elias Araya and drummer Tobias Winterkorn to form Junip, and the group released an EP at the end of the year and a full-length album in 2006. He returned to his solo career the following year, however, with the release of In Our Nature. Tim Sendra & Andrew Leahey, Rovi
Friday, June 24, 2011
Johny Cash
Johnny Cash was one of the most popular country and western singers of the 20th century with a career spanning over fifty years and a repertoire of songs that included folk, gospel, blues, rockabilly, rock and roll and alternative rock.
His compassion for the down trodden, the criminal, "the ones who are held back" was reflected in his tales of crime, persecution, and redemption which he delivered in a deep, gravelly voice filled with conviction.
He became known as "The Man in Black" for his tradition of wearing all black during performances and earned an outlaw reputation for his brushes with the law, including a publicized drug habit, and lyrics that mused about how he "killed a man in Reno, just to watch him die."
Cash is one of the few musicians to be inducted into the Songwriter's Hall of Fame, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and the Country Music Hall of Fame. He has also starred in numerous films, television shows, penned his autobiography
Cash is one of the few musicians to be inducted into the Songwriter's Hall of Fame, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and the Country Music Hall of Fame. He has also starred in numerous films, television shows, penned his autobiography twice and collaborated with musical greats like Bob Dylan, Willie Nelson, U2, and producer Rick Rubin. His most important collaboration was with country singer June Carter, which earned him two Grammys and grew into a passionate love affair that led to a 35-year marriage.
Johnny Cash is remembered as a great storyteller, and one of the most influential artists of modern American music.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Tom Waits
Described as one of the last beatniks of the contemporary music, Tom Waits - in fact - had two separate careers. From 1973 (LP "Closing Time") to 1983 ("One From The Heart" soundtrack), he recorded nine LPs for Asylum Records, writing songs mainly in the manner of Tin Pan Alley, mixing them with jazz and blues. Extraordinarily, he never produced a hit, but he earned a cult following all over the world. In 1983 he signed with Island Records, and released a series of albums that stunned the music world. Beginning with "Swordfishtrombones", he introduced a whole new orchestration, which included some of the instruments invented by Harry Partch. He found a new ground for his innovations, searching in sound fields that never before were searched. This second part of his career coincided with his marriage to Kathleen Brennan, a former writer for Francis Ford Coppola (Zoetrope (1999)). His LPs "Rain Dogs" (1985), "Big Time" (soundtrack) and "The Black Rider" are today what Kurt Weill's music was once. "The Black Rider" brings music written for the show directed by Bob Wilson and staged in Germany.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Nick cave and the bad seeds
Nick Cave assembled the Bad Seeds, a post-punk supergroup featuring former Birthday Party guitarist Mick Harvey on drums, ex-Magazine bassist Barry Adamson, and Einstürzende Neubauten guitarist Blixa Bargeld. With the Bad Seeds, Cave continued to explore his obsessions with religion, death, love, America, and violence with a bizarre, sometimes self-consciously eclectic hybrid of blues, gospel, rock, and arty post-punk, although in a more subdued fashion than his work with the Birthday Party. Cave also allowed his literary aspirations to come to the forefront; the lyrics are narrative prose, heavy on literary allusions and myth-making, and take some inspiration from Leonard Cohen. Cave's gloomy lyrics, dark musical arrangements, and deep baritone voice recall the albums of Scott Walker, who also obsessed over death and love with a frightening passion. However, Cave brings a hefty amount of post-punk experimentalism to Walker's epic dark pop.
Cave released his first album with the Bad Seeds, From Her to Eternity, in 1984, which contained a noteworthy cover of Elvis Presley's "In the Ghetto," foreshadowing much of Cave's style and subject matter on the follow-up The Firstborn Is Dead. Kicking Against the Pricks, an all-covers album, broke the band in England with the help of "The Singer," which hit number one on the U.K. independent charts.
Following 1986's Your Funeral...My Trial, Cave took a two-year hiatus from recording, partially to appear in Wim Wenders' 1987 film Wings of Desire, and then returned with Tender Prey, which featured Cramps guitarist Kid Congo Powers and Cave's strongest vocal performance up to that point. Cave's productivity picked up immensely over the next two years after he kicked a heroin habit. He had two books (1988's King Ink, a collection of lyrics, plays, and prose, and 1989's And the Ass Saw the Angel, a novel) published; appeared in the 1989 Australian film Ghosts...of the Civil Dead as a prisoner; recorded a soundtrack to the film with Harvey and Bargeld; and released 1990's The Good Son, his most relaxed, quiet album. Cave received his due as one of the leading figures in alternative rock when he was invited to perform on the 1994 edition of the Lollapalooza tour to promote his Let Love In album. Early in 1996, he released Murder Ballads, a collection of songs about murder. Murder Ballads became Cave's most commercially successful album to date, and, with typical perversity, he followed it with the introspective and personal The Boatman's Call in early 1997. A spoken word release, Secret Life of the Love Song, followed in 1999. Two years later, a rejuvenated Cave teamed up with the Bad Seeds once again for the piano-laden No More Shall We Part. Nocturama was released in 2003, and the double-album Abbatoir Blues/The Lyre of Orpheus followed by the end of 2004. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine & Steve Huey, All Music Guide
Labels:
alternative,
bad seeds,
biography,
Nick cave,
rock,
weeping song
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Cranford Nix - Hidden Talent
I found this guy on internet. Everyone who like this kind of music should watch this.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Bachelor Party Tribute - Little Demon
I guess you never heard this song. Why? my favourite!
Thursday, June 16, 2011
GrubSon ft Żustoprocent, Jaroz, Rahim, Wojtas, Abradab , Skrecze DJ FEEL-X - "Polski Hip-Hop"
This track is promo of Polish Hip Hop. Do you like Polish music? Enjoy
Labels:
Abradab,
DJ FEEL-X,
GrubSon,
Jaroz,
Polski Hip-Hop,
Rahim,
Wojtas,
Żustoprocent
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Ramones - Somebody put something in my drink
Ramones - Somebody put something in my drink
(: ʞuıɹp ʎɯ uı ƃuıɥʇǝɯos ʇnd ʎpoqǝɯoS
upsidedown texts are cool
(: ʞuıɹp ʎɯ uı ƃuıɥʇǝɯos ʇnd ʎpoqǝɯoS
upsidedown texts are cool
Labels:
punk,
Ramones,
rock,
Somebody put something in my drink
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Sonics - The Witch
The Sonics are an American garage rock band from Tacoma, Washington, originating from the early and mid-1960s. Among The Sonics' contemporaries were The Kingsmen, The Wailers, The Dynamics, The Regents, and Paul Revere & the Raiders. This movement is credited with founding Seattle's music scene which survives to the present.
The songs that the band played were a mixture of garage rock standards ("Louie, Louie", "Have Love, Will Travel"), early rock and roll ("Jenny, Jenny", "Skinny Minnie") and original compositions such as "Strychnine", "Psycho", and "The Witch", all based upon simple chord sequences, played hard and fast.
The lyrics of The Sonics' original material dealt with early '60s teenage culture: cars, guitars, surfing, and girls (in songs like "The Hustler", "Boss Hoss" and "Maintaining My Cool") alongside darker subject matter such as drinking strychnine for kicks, witches, psychopaths, and Satan (in the songs "Strychnine", "The Witch", "Psycho", and "He's Waitin'", respectively).
Monday, June 13, 2011
house of the ... devil rejects
This is second part of good old horror movie "house of the 1000 corpses". I don't wanna give spoilers, so i am gonna watch SECOND part of it. Have a nice day.
Labels:
devil rejects,
house of the 1000 corpses,
rob zombie
Saturday, June 11, 2011
house of the 1000 corpses
Two teenage couples traveling across the backwoods of Texas searching for urban legends of serial killers end up as prisoners of a bizarre and sadistic backwater family of serial killers.
http://youtu.be/16CMZW0d9hc Rob Zombie music!
Friday, June 10, 2011
Mati Klarwein - psychedelic painter
More psychedelic gallery here: matiklarweinart.com
His work included drawing, painting, writing, playing drums and guitar, and directing short and medium films and videos. Throughout the years, he worked, traveled and lived in many countries including: Spain, Italy, Greece, Turkey, India, North America, Morocco, Niger, Haiti, Jamaica, Indonesia, Brazil, Mexico, Bahamas, Kenya, Senegal, Gambia, Cuba and Guatemala - more or less in that order. It follows that he spoke no less than six languages: English, French, Spanish, German & Hebrew with good notions in Arabic and Italian.
more:
http://www.matiklarweinart.com/en/mati-klarwein-biography.htm
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Other Worlds Ayahuasca animation
This is animation movie about Ayahuasca tripping. You should watch documentary movie with the same title "Other Worlds Ayahuasca".
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Like in a dream
Bryan Alvarez presented latest work at the TEDx conference in Berkeley, February 19th, 230pm PST. He spoke about the Human Atlas Project, which aims to be the first 3D interative atlas of the human body that scales from organs to atoms, and shows the dynamic LIVING processes of the human body. The mission of the Human Atlas Project is to celebrate the beauty of living systems.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Strange and Psychedelic - animation
One of my favourite animation, quite old but still awesome!
Monday, June 6, 2011
L.U.C - TRIBUTE TO STEFAN STARZYŃSKI
Great animation, music by L.U.C - Polish Raper. It is short story about first minutes of World War II. 39/89 Understanding Poland.
Psychedelic trip
Psychedelic trip "Video Killed the Radio Star" de The Buggles. You will probably like it. Great animation, music is great too.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
History of Poland - animated
It is animated history of Poland, showed on Expo 2010. What do you think ?
Friday, June 3, 2011
Burning ship in cathedral
An animation version of the 3D Burning Ship fractal. Made in Mandelbulb3D.
It reminds me video below. If you play Witcher, you should probably know this guy Baginski, he creat cutscenes for this game.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Like in a dream I - Trip visualisation
Relax, open mind for a diferent view, feel like you are on psychedelic trip, enjoy! One of my favourite visualisation, music is great.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Dave MacDowell - psychedelic painter
Look what have i found. Look on new portion of psychedelic, trippy paintings.
All gallery here: http://www.macdowellstudio.com/?cat=14
This guy is amazing
David MacDowell is a selftaught artist living in Virginia. He incorporates media culture, and social themes into brilliant and controversial satirical paintings. Working primarily with acrylics on canvas, David is not afraid of tapping into the dark side of American media worship. He tops off celebrity renderings sprinkled with crying babies, candy colored nightmares, and a hilariously acidic sense of humor. Some have called his work a virtual “Disneyland on acid”. By bravely peeling away the veneer of pop culture, he validates the abused underbelly of society with x-ray glasses. With an ever-expanding list of international clientele, David’s work can be found in Atlanta, California, Florida and New York.
All gallery here: http://www.macdowellstudio.com/?cat=14
This guy is amazing
David MacDowell is a selftaught artist living in Virginia. He incorporates media culture, and social themes into brilliant and controversial satirical paintings. Working primarily with acrylics on canvas, David is not afraid of tapping into the dark side of American media worship. He tops off celebrity renderings sprinkled with crying babies, candy colored nightmares, and a hilariously acidic sense of humor. Some have called his work a virtual “Disneyland on acid”. By bravely peeling away the veneer of pop culture, he validates the abused underbelly of society with x-ray glasses. With an ever-expanding list of international clientele, David’s work can be found in Atlanta, California, Florida and New York.
Labels:
Dave MacDowell,
painter,
psychedelic,
surrealistic,
Trip
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Bob Ross Afro: I can't hear the thunder!
Here you go.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Double rainbow with thunder!
I am still searching new portion of psychedelic painting.
You can see about 400 psychedelic paintings here:
http://www.wwwcomcom.com/gallery.html
+bonus: Phenomenal view!
You can see about 400 psychedelic paintings here:
http://www.wwwcomcom.com/gallery.html
+bonus: Phenomenal view!
Sunday, May 29, 2011
TRAFFIC
TRAFFIC BIO
Traffic were formed by Winwood, Wood, Capaldi and Mason in 1967 shortly after Winwood had left the Spencer Davis Group. He had played with Eric Clapton in a short-lived studio band called Powerhouse, which contributed some tracks to the Elektra sampler "What's Shaking". Winwood had also jammed with Wood, Capaldi and Mason in clubs around the Birmingham area prior to leaving the Spencer Davis Group. The four of them resided at a cottage in Aston Tirrold in Berkshire for six months in order to - as the saying went - get it together in the country. They introduced themselves with the single "Paper Sun", which reached No. 5 in Britain. That and its sequel, "Hole In My Shoe", encapsulated the summer of 1967 as accurately as any overt flower-power anthem. The debut album "Mr. Fantasy", was a successful vehicle of the talents of the entire group, and served notice that Traffic would be more than merely a backing band for Winwood. However, Mason's flair for light melody was straightaway at odds with the more jazz-oriented ambitions of the other members, and he departed in December of 1967.
In 1968 Mason returned in a matter of months to help out on the second album, "Traffic", to which he contributed "Feelin' Alright". Traffic were featured, along with the Spencer Davis Group, on the United Artists soundtrack to the film "Here we go round the mulberry bush". Later that year, Mason quit again, leaving the entire band to call it a day.
1969: "Last Exit" was their farewell album. Island Records, their British company, administering the last rites, issued a "Best Of Traffic" in 1969. Winwood meanwhile had again joined Clapton in Blind Faith and when that collapsed, temporarily enlisted in Ginger Baker's Air Force. Wood, meanwhile did sessions with Dr John.
Traffic expanded the personnel again with a percussionist, Reebop; and for a short British tour in the summer of 1971, ex-Domino Jim Gordon came in to bolster the rhythm section, and the errant Mason again returned to the fold. This line-up played only a few dates together, but the live recording "Welcome To The Canteen" was recommendation enough of their corporate abilities. At the end of the year "The Low Spark Of The High-Heeled Boys", was issued while the band were touring America; it went gold in the US in 1972, and was made by the line-up as before, with the inevitable exception of Mason who had left again.
1972: When the band returned from America, Grech and Gordon, too, had departed along the way. The band was now again in a state of flux, despite the excellence of their last albums. It proved an academic problem, since Winwood fell ill with peritonitis, and Capaldi adjourned to Muscle Shoals to make a solo album "Oh! How We Danced"; while there he established connections with Muscle Shoals sessioneers David Hood (bass) and Roger Hawkins (drums) who joined the band for "Shoot Out At The Fantasy Factory", which was recorded in Jamaica in 1972.
1973: With Winwood recovered, the band set out on a 1973 world tour, for which they added Barry Beckett, also from Muscle Shoals, on keyboards. The vitality and strength of this line-up was fully demonstrated on the made-in-Germany live double-album, "On The Road". Traffic appeared in the movie "Glastonbury Fayre".
1974: The Muscle Shoals recruits bowed out after this tour, and for an English tour in 1974 Roscoe Gee the bass-player from Gonzales, was added; since Reebop disappeared somewhere along the way, the band completed the tour in the form which they had originally started, the last performance of the tour was held at the Reading Festival on August 31, 1974. After the final album "When The Eagle Flies", which was very good instrumentally, but marred by some over-ambitious Capaldi lyrics, the band again went into one of its regular periods of hibernation; this time it proved to be for good, since no one apparently any longer had the will-power to hold it all together.
Labels:
Greatest,
mr. fantasy,
psychedelic,
rock and roll,
traffic
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
The Beatles - greatest rock 'n' roll band in history
The Beatles Biography
Inspired by the "skiffle boom", a student at Quarry Bank School in Liverpool named John Lennon decided to form a group in 1957 which laid the foundation to what was to become the most famous rock band of all time. John's original name was "The Blackjacks". However, this name only lasted a week and John used the school name as inspiration for the later name "The Quarry Men" in March 1957. John sang and played guitar, Colin Hanton played drums, Eric Griffiths on guitar, Pete Shotton on washboard, Rod Davis on banjo and Bill Smith on tea-chest bass. Bill was soon replaced by Ivan Vaughan.
John was inspired by "Heartbreak Hotel" and became a fan of American rock 'n' roll music. He introduced songs by Buddy Holly , Carl Perkins, The Coasters, Elvis Presley, Jerry Lee Lewis and Gene Vincent into their repertoire. On July 6, 1957, Ivan Vaughan invited Paul McCartney to see their gig at The Woolton Parish Church Fete. The fifteen-year-old McCartney was introduce to sixteen-year-old Lennon and a unique song writing partnership began.
That might have been the end of The Quarry Men but they had a stroke of luck. The Les Stewart Quartet had been booked as a resident band at a new club called "The Casbah". It was run by Mrs. Mona Best to support her son's Pete and Rory. Stewart, upset because his guitarist Ken Brown help decorate the club, refused to play there. Ken and George walked out of the group and George contacted John and Paul, and The Quarry Men were reunited as a quartet. After about seven gigs at the club, Ken Brown left over a disagreement about money. From October 1959 to January 1960 John, Paul and George continued as a trio with Paul on drums. They called themselves "Johnny & the Moondogs".
By this time John was enrolled in The Liverpool College of Art. John knew that they needed a bass player so he asked two students if they would like the position. The two were Stuart Sutcliffe and Rod Murray. Both could not afford a guitar, so Rod started to make one by hand. However, Stuart was able to sell one of his paintings to a John Moores Exhibition and was able to buy a Hofner bass guitar and join the group in January, 1960. At this time the group had changed its name to "Silver Beetles". They also began shifting drummers around, the first was Tommy Moore who toured with them through Scotland and then left. The next was Norman Chapman but he left after only a few weeks. Finally, George suggested that Pete Best, the son of club owner Mrs. Mona Best, become the group's drummer.
Paul contacted Pete and offered him the drummer seat, he took it. The group had finally settled on "The Beatles" just before their first trip to Hamburg in August, 1960. Now John, Paul, George, Stuart and Pete would head off for Hamburg. At that time The Beatles weren't considered to be the leading group in Liverpool and in most cases were looked down upon. In Hamburg they pulled their act together musically. This was caused by the fact that they had to play such long hours and were bullied by the club owner Bruno Koschimider to "make a show". It wasn't just Hamburg that made them special. The fact that Liverpool had so many venues for local acts to play at, coupled with the rivalry between more than 300 Merseyside groups, continued to forge The Beatles until they were to be regarded as Liverpool's top band.
At the time, Pete Best was regarded as the most potent symbol in the band. After Hamburg, Stuart Sutcliffe had left and now The Beatles were a four-piece band and Paul took over as bass guitarist. John, Paul and George were the three front-line guitarists and they alternated as lead singers and also performed vocal harmony with either John and Paul or all three. Pete Best played drums and occasionally sang one song but he had developed a distinctive drum sound called "the atom beat" which many other drummers tried to copy.
By this time, The Beatles had hired Brian Epstein as their manager and he signed them up for an audition with Decca Records. The head of Decca Records told The Beatles manager, "Guitar groups are on their way out Mr. Epstein.". The Beatles were devastated by their failed audition but Epstien secured them a contract with Parlophone Records. George Martin became their A&R Man. In August of 1962, Pete Best was replaced by Ringo Starr.
Their first single "Love Me Do" was issued on October 5, 1962, and was a modest hit. 1963 and 1964 proved to be the most important years in their careers. In 1963 the "Beatlemania" craze had started in Britain and The Beatles were no longer support acts at concerts. Now they were starring in the Royal Variety Show and the highest rating TV show "Sunday Night At The London Palladium".
In 1966, The Beatles were under heavy pressure from the press after John made a remark that The Beatles were more popular than Jesus. John had to apologize and explain himself several times. Not only that but their tour of America was plagued with mishaps. On August 19, 1966 they receive a death threat in Memphis and a firecracker went off during the show terrifying The Beatles. The next day in Cincinnati a concert promoter failed to provide a stage canopy and can't understand why The Beatles were unwilling to play electric guitars in a rainstorm. Paul becomes so agitated he becomes ill. On August 28, 1966 at Dodger Stadium, L.A. cops are seen beating teenage girls. Dozens are trampled in the chaos.
During the sixties, The Beatles not only became a musical phenomenon, they affected the styles and fashions of the decade. They transformed the record industry as well. They brought about royalties for artists and producers, revolutionized music tours, and started the Pop promo film or what we know today as "The Music Video". Everyone of their albums, from Please Please Me to Abbey Road were all popular and unique in their own way. But after the death of their long time manager Brian Epstein, things would start to fall apart for The Beatles.
Due to outside interests the group focused less and less and the band. In late 1964 they were introduced to marijuana and would experiment with more drugs such as LSD which they were first introduced to in late 1965. The Beatles played their last concert at Candlestick Park in San Francisco on August 29, 1966. In 1967, their manager Brian Epstein died of a accidental drug overdose. Some friction was caused between John and Paul because Paul was trying to become the leader of the group after Brian's death. Ties were still strong at this point between the band members despite Ringo leaving the band for a short time during The White Album because he felt left out. When Ringo decided to return he found his drum kit decked with flowers and the others tried to include him more.
After The White Album they embarked on the "Let It Be" project. The idea was to see The Beatles jam, rehearse and record a whole new album of songs. At the end they would give a concert from some spectacular place. Tensions were high between Paul and George as they started recording at Twickenham Film Studios. John was off in his land of love with Yoko and Ringo was left in the background. One day George walked out on a session after a disagreement with Paul. George came back to finish up the album but as John would later explain, "We couldn't play the game anymore, we just couldn't do it".
The Beatles gave their last public appearance on top of the Apple building on January 30, 1969. However their "Let It Be" album was deemed un-releasable. It was handed over to Phil Spector who added lush orchestrations to such songs as "The Long and Winding Road", infuriating Paul. Despite all of this, The Beatles decided to get together to make one final album "Abbey Road" which would go on to become their biggest selling record in history. It was mainly Paul who kept the group together this long, encouraging them to make Magical Mystery Tour back in 1967 after Brian's death and trying to get them all excited about recording and performing. Recording yes, performing no. From Sgt. Pepper's through Abbey Road these were considered to be their "studio years" where they rarely got together except to record. The Let It Be album was finally released on May 8, 1970 less than a month after Paul publicly announced he was no longer a member of the group.
In the end, The Beatles became true legends. Their music touched all our lives. The Beatles wanted more than just to "Be Beatles", they wanted happiness. A happiness that they once had back when they first became successful. John found happiness with his one true love Yoko, his Plastic Ono Band, and son Sean; Paul found happiness with Linda, his children, and Wings; George found happiness with his solo career, Olivia, and his son Dhani; and Ringo found happiness with his solo career, acting career, Barbara, and his sons. They will always be the greatest rock 'n' roll band in history.
Labels:
George Harrison,
John Lennon,
Paul McCartney,
psychedelic,
Ringo Starr,
rock,
roll,
the beatles
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Terence McKenna - Reclaim Your Mind
Terence McKenna Biography
Born in 1946, author and explorer Terence McKenna has spent the last twenty-five years in the study of the ontological foundations of shamanism and the ethno-pharmacology of spiritual transformation. McKenna, the founder of Novelty Theory, graduated from the University of California at Berkeley with a distributed major in Ecology, Resource Conservation and Shamanism. After graduation he traveled extensively in the Asian and New World Tropics, becoming specialized in the shamanism and ethno-medicine of the Amazon Basin. With his brother Dennis, he is the author of The Invisible Landscape and Psilocybin: The Magic Mushroom Growers' Guide. A study of the impact of psychotropic plants on human culture and evolution Food of the Gods has recently been published by Bantam, and a book of essays and conversations, The Archaic Revival quickly followed from Harper San Francisco. Most recently a group of discursive chats, Trialogues at the Edge of the West, with mathematician Ralph Abraham and British biologist Rupert Sheldrake, has been published in English, German, French and Spanish editions. His latest book is, True Hallucinations, a narrative of spiritual adventure in the jungles of the Colombian Amazon. He recently appeared on a number of CDs and live performances with musical groups such as The Shamen and Zuvuya in England and Space/Time in San Francisco. Other titles and CD releases are also being planned. McKenna is the father of two children, a girl fourteen and a boy seventeen. Currently he lives in Hawaii, where he divides his time between writing and lecturing. His most recent interests include web site building and multimedia modeling of historical processes using Novelty Theory, a branch of fractal dynamics invented by McKenna.
Edit: he died :(
Labels:
bio,
biography,
McKenna,
psychedelic,
Reclaim Your Mind,
shaman,
Terence
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
3x Klan
Two great psychedelic Rap song clip from Poland. It's oldschool 97' year!
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Monday, May 23, 2011
Beastie Boys Biography
Beastie Boys Biography
Founded in Brooklyn, New York in the early 1980s, the Beastie Boys became one of the first huge-selling rap groups when their 1986 debut album, License to Ill zoomed to the top of the charts, the first rap album to hit No. 1. The strength of the hit singles "No Sleep 'til Brooklyn" and "Fight For Your Right to Party" (and plenty of exposure on MTV) made them superstars of pop and hip-hop. Their second album, Paul's Boutique suffered from underexposure, but was hailed as a critical success and eventually went platinum. The Beastie Boys proved they were more than a flash in the pan with the continued success of their albums Check Your Head (1992), Ill Communication (1994, featuring the hit song "Sabotage") and Hello Nasty (1998, winner of two Grammys). The Beastie Boys are: Mike D. (Michael Diamond, b. 20 November 1965, Brooklyn, New York), MCA (Adam Yauch, b. 5 August 1964, Brooklyn, New York) and Kid AdRock (Adam Horovitz, b. 31 October 1966, South Orange, New Jersey).
Before they hit it big, in 1985 the Beastie Boys' went on tour as the opening act for Madonna and for rappers Run-DMC... The Beastie Boys have been active in raising awareness and money for the political situation in Tibet... Kid Adrock was briefly married to actress Ione Skye (1991-93).
more: here
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Sunday, May 22, 2011
Rage against the machine
Rage against the machine biography
Rage Against the Machine earned acclaim from disenfranchised fans (and not insignificant derision from critics) for their bombastic, fiercely polemical music, which brewed sloganeering leftist rants against corporate America, cultural imperialism, and government oppression into a Molotov cocktail of punk, hip-hop, and thrash. Rage formed in Los Angeles in the early '90s out of the wreckage of a number of local groups: vocalist Zack de la Rocha (the son of Chicano political artist Beto) emerged from the bands Headstance, Farside, and Inside Out; guitarist Tom Morello (the nephew of Jomo Kenyatta, the first Kenyan president) originated in Lock Up; and drummer Brad Wilk played with future Pearl Jam frontman Eddie Vedder. Rounded out by bassist Tim Bob (aka Tim C., born Tim Commerford), a childhood friend of de la Rocha's, Rage debuted in 1992 with a self-released, self-titled 12-song cassette featuring the song "Bullet in the Head," which became a hit when reissued as a single later in the year.
The tape won the band a deal with Epic, and their leap to the majors did not go unnoticed by detractors, who questioned the revolutionary integrity of Rage Against the Machine's decision to align itself with the label's parent company, media behemoth Sony. Undeterred, the quartet emerged in late 1992 with their eponymous official debut, which scored the hits "Killing in the Name" and "Bombtrack." After touring with Lollapalooza and declaring their support of groups like FAIR (Fairness and Accuracy in Reporting), Rock for Choice, and Refuse & Resist, Rage spent a reportedly tumultuous four years working on their follow-up; despite rumors of a breakup, they returned in 1996 with Evil Empire, which entered the U.S. album charts at number one and scored a hit single with "Bulls on Parade." During 1997, the group joined forces with hip-hop supergroup the Wu-Tang Clan for a summer tour and remained active in support of various leftist political causes, including a controversial 1999 benefit concert for death-row inmate Mumia Abu-Jamal. The Battle of Los Angeles followed later in 1999, also debuting at number one and going double platinum by the following summer. In early 2000, de la Rocha announced plans for a solo project, and the band performed an incendiary show outside the Democratic National Convention in August. The following month, bassist Commerford was arrested for disorderly conduct at MTV's Video Music Awards following his bizarre disruption of a Limp Bizkit acceptance speech, in which he climbed to the top of a 15-foot set piece and rocked back and forth.
Plans for a live album were announced shortly thereafter, but in October, de la Rocha abruptly announced his departure from the band, citing breakdowns in communication and group decision-making. Surprised but not angry, the remainder of Rage announced plans to continue with a new vocalist, while de la Rocha re-focused on his solo album, which was slated to include collaborations with acclaimed hip-hop artists including DJ Shadow and El-P of Company Flow. December 2000 saw the release of de la Rocha's final studio effort with the band, the Rick Rubin-produced Renegades; it featured nearly a dozen covers of hip-hop, rock, and punk artists like EPMD, Bruce Springsteen, Devo, the Rolling Stones, the MC5, and more. By 2001, Morello, Wilk, and Commerford had formed Audioslave with former Soundgarden frontman Chris Cornell, and the group released an eponymous album by the end of 2002. With a de la Rocha solo album still not announced, Epic finally released the long-promised concert album Live at the Grand Olympic Auditorium on CD and DVD in time for Christmas 2003.
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Friday, May 20, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Top 40 heavy psychedelic albums from the USA
If you like this kind of music, it will be good information for you i think so.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Top 10 - Psychodelic Music (Psy Trance)
I found this! It's soooo psychedelic. Do you like it? I rather not listen this kind of music, but it looks fine, and maybe i will start.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Jaroslaw Kukowski - psychedelic painter
gallery: http://kukowski.pl/
Jaroslaw Kukowski biography
Jaroslaw Kukowski (Poland) - he was born in 1972. He has been painting since youth. His public debut was in the Gdansk "Stara Laznia" Gallery in 1994. In his early works it is possible to notice the attempt to analyze the world and life against psychological background. The artist's work is directed towards the in-depth study of human nature. His work is the world of surrealistic creatures, which disturb the spirit of sensitive observer. In his work we can notice the grotesque and mockery of imperfections of life, and sense the signals of danger and threat. His view on life sometimes seems to be very drastic and exaggerated. Death, conflagration, disaster are frequent elements of his artistic reality. The work presented refers to the process of creation but it can be noticed that during the painting process emotions and impressions go beyond the artist's initial vision and such painting could have a number of titles. Kukowski is a master of drawing, he works in a classical way, he paints by scumble. He does it very skillfully. There are symbolic elements in his work, which can trigger contradictory reactions of the audience.
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Monday, May 16, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Cypress Hill Marijuana
Cypress Hill biography
Cypress Hill were originally named DVX, but changed their name after member Mellow Man Ace left the group in 1988. A year after the name change, they were signed to Columbia Records and started working on an album. Their self-titled debut effort "Cypress Hill" was out in 1991 and gave them a meteoric fame as the album sold million copies in the U.S. alone and was certified a double Platinum.
Their second album "Black Sunday" surpassed the success of its predecessor. It debuted at No. 1 on Billboard Hot 200, becoming the band's first chart topper. The selling number hit more than 3 millions mark, earning them a triple Platinum. While completing their next record, they performed in a number of shows, including Woodstock Festival, Lollapalooza and a college tour with Rage Against the Machine.
A year after Cypress Hill came out with another album titled "Cypress Hill III: Temples of Boom" in 1995, one of their members Sen Dog took a timeout to form a side project called SX-10. The other personnel followed his footsteps later on by releasing their own solo albums.
The group made a reunion in 1998 when they released "IV" which features 19 songs. However, this album couldn't achieve the success of their previous albums, becoming their first effort to fail charting on the Top 10 of Hot 200. It only managed to climb to No. 11 on the list. They didn't slow down though. The next year, a greatest hits compilation in Spanish "Los Grandes Exitos en Espanol" arrived for purchase in stores.
The failure to crack the Top 10 of Hot 200 pushed this band to come out with something different in their sixth studio album with a two-disc "Skull & Bones". They came out of their comfort zone, crossing genre to rock. The first disc "Skull" features rap tracks, while the second one "Bones" explores rock songs. This led them return to the Top 10 of the U.S. albums chart, peaking at number three.
Cypress Hill released "Stoned Raiders" and "Till Death Do Us Part" in 2001 and 2004. Both efforts consist of more than 14 songs but failed to climb to the The Top 10 of Hot 200. The first could only peak at No. 16, and the latter made its highest position at number 21.
More here.
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Thursday, May 12, 2011
Julian Antonisz - How does a dachshund work?
How does a dachshund work?
This is most crazy movie i have ever watched. Surrealistic, psychedelic movie by polish artist Julian Antonisz..
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Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Scorpions biography
The Scorpions biography
The Scorpions are a heavy metal rock band from Germany. They are best known for a single from the 1980s called "Rock You Like A Hurricane". This band has sold over 75 million albums worldwide.
Rudolf launched the band in 1965, but things really began to come together in 1969 when Rudolf's younger brother Michael, and vocalist Klaus Meine joined in. Their debut album Lonesome Crow was a success, and the band was able to open for the British Band UFO. When Michael Schenker left the band broke up. He eventually decided he wanted to work with Uli Roth and resurrected the Scorpions.
In 1974 the new lineup of Scorpions released Fly to the Rainbow and was way more of a success than Lonesome Crow. This is where the band really began to have an established sound.
In 1975 the Scorpion released "Virgin Killer" who's album cover featured a nude prepubescent girl covered with broken glass. The cover art was designed by Stefan Bohle who was a product manager for RCA Records. This cover brought the band lots of criticism and the album was pulled and replaced in several countries. Despite the controversy music critics and fans loved the music.
more here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scorpions_(band)
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Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Black Sabbath
Black Sabbath biography
The band began as Polka Tulk Blues Band, and was also known as Earth before adopting Black Sabbath after bassist Geezer Butler titled one of his songs that way, inspired by a 1963 movie of the same name. The band progressed from blues rock to heavy metal to progressive as it evolved over the years. They are usually mentioned along with Led Zeppelin as pioneers of the heavy metal genre.
At a time when other bands were heavily into peace, love and flower power, Sabbath set itself apart with music about drugs, the occult, and anger at The Establishment. They were also unique in their incorporation of gothic and folk music elements. Their unique sound, coupled with Ozzy Osbourne’s wild onstage theatrics helped set the stage for today’s shock rock artists.
Osbourne left the band in 1979 and established himself as a successful solo artist. Over the next 18 years the band employed no fewer than six lead vocalists, including Ronnie James Dio, Ian Gillian, David Donato, Glenn Hughes, Ray Gillen and Tony Martin. Osbourne rejoined the group in 1997.
In 2006, current and former band members Iommi, Butler, Dio, and Appice announced that they would begin touring in 2007 using the name Heaven and Hell, the title of the 1980 album featuring that personnel configuration of Sabbath.
Monday, May 9, 2011
NIRVANA !
Nirvana biography
Nirvana was an American rock band that was formed by singer/guitarist Kurt Cobain and bassist Krist Novoselic in Aberdeen, Washington in 1987. Nirvana went through a succession of drummers, the longest-lasting being Dave Grohl, who joined the band in 1990.
With the lead single "Smells Like Teen Spirit" from the band's second album Nevermind (1991), Nirvana entered into the mainstream, bringing along with it a subgenre of alternative rock called grunge. Other Seattle grunge bands such as Alice in Chains, Pearl Jam, and Soundgarden and also the San Diego based band Stone Temple Pilots had also gained popularity, and as a result, alternative rock in general became a dominant genre on radio and music television in the United States during the early-to-mid-1990s. As Nirvana's frontman, Kurt Cobain found himself referred to in the media as the "spokesman of a generation," with Nirvana the "flagship band" of Generation X. Cobain was uncomfortable with the attention and placed his focus on the band's music, believing the band's message and artistic vision to have been misinterpreted by the public, challenging the band's audience with its third studio album In Utero (1993).
Nirvana's brief run ended with Cobain's death in April 1994, but the band's popularity continued in the years that followed. In 2002, "You Know You're Right," an unfinished demo from the band's final recording session, topped radio playlists around the world. Since their debut, the band has sold over twenty-five million albums in the US alone, and over fifty million worldwide.
more here if you wanna :) http://www.lyricsfreak.com/n/nirvana/biography.html
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Metallica - Open mind for a different view!
One of my favourite band ever!
Metallica biography
Metallica dominated heavy metal music in the 1980s and 1990s, emerging as one of the top musical acts in history by the end of the century. Drummer Lars Ulrich (26 December 1963) and guitarist James Hetfield (3 August 1963) started the band in 1981. After a few line-up changes (including guitarist Dave Mustaine, who left in 1982 to form Megadeath), the band released Kill 'Em All in 1983 and toured the U.S. with Ulrich, Hetfield, guitarist Kirk Hammett (18 November 1962) and bass player Cliff Burton (10 February 1962). In 1986 the band released Master of Puppets, signalling their development from speed metal thrashers to serious songsmiths who could pound out the heavy riffs. That same year a bus accident claimed the life of Burton, and Jason Newsted (4 March 1963) joined the band. Their major-label release ...And Justice For All was a critical and popular success (they had a top 40 hit with "One"), and the band toured relentlessly. Their so-called "black" album in 1991 included the hit song "Enter Sandman," and their exposure on MTV helped make them superstars. In 1996 they released Load, followed the next year by Reload, both top-selling albums that solidified Metallica's presence in mainstream rock. In 2000 they were in the news regularly for their legal battle with the online file sharing service, Napster, and drummer Ulrich appeared before the United States Senate, explaining to a sympathetic Orrin Hatch that file sharing was, in fact, stealing. Eventually Metallica and Napster reached an agreement, but in 2001 Jason Newsted left the band and James Hetfield entered a substance abuse rehabilitation program, leaving the band's latest recording on hold.
Metallica biography
Metallica dominated heavy metal music in the 1980s and 1990s, emerging as one of the top musical acts in history by the end of the century. Drummer Lars Ulrich (26 December 1963) and guitarist James Hetfield (3 August 1963) started the band in 1981. After a few line-up changes (including guitarist Dave Mustaine, who left in 1982 to form Megadeath), the band released Kill 'Em All in 1983 and toured the U.S. with Ulrich, Hetfield, guitarist Kirk Hammett (18 November 1962) and bass player Cliff Burton (10 February 1962). In 1986 the band released Master of Puppets, signalling their development from speed metal thrashers to serious songsmiths who could pound out the heavy riffs. That same year a bus accident claimed the life of Burton, and Jason Newsted (4 March 1963) joined the band. Their major-label release ...And Justice For All was a critical and popular success (they had a top 40 hit with "One"), and the band toured relentlessly. Their so-called "black" album in 1991 included the hit song "Enter Sandman," and their exposure on MTV helped make them superstars. In 1996 they released Load, followed the next year by Reload, both top-selling albums that solidified Metallica's presence in mainstream rock. In 2000 they were in the news regularly for their legal battle with the online file sharing service, Napster, and drummer Ulrich appeared before the United States Senate, explaining to a sympathetic Orrin Hatch that file sharing was, in fact, stealing. Eventually Metallica and Napster reached an agreement, but in 2001 Jason Newsted left the band and James Hetfield entered a substance abuse rehabilitation program, leaving the band's latest recording on hold.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
DMT - Spirit Molecule, Witkacy - psychedelic painter, Shadrack Chameleon
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dimethyltryptamine
Stanisław Ignacy Witkiewicz:
Psychedelic painter gallery:
http://witkacy.org/slideshow/paintings/gal1.html
Witkacy biography:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanisław_Ignacy_Witkiewicz
Shadrack Chameleon biography:
Shadrack Chameleon was not so much a band as it was a collective of musicians from a couple popular late-'60s Iowa rock bands. Steve Fox and Randy Berka were close friends growing up in Fort Dodge, Iowa in the early '60s where they were inspired to pick up guitars after hearing the Beatles. Fox's family moved to Illinois in 1964 but returned three years later to Humboldt, near Fort Dodge. By this time, Berka had started a band with organist Jon Porter, drummer Tom Northup, and guitarist John Callahan, which evolved into Lazy River. With Artie Strutzenberg taking over drum chores from Northup and with the addition of Mark Flanagan on bass, Lazy River became a popular band, playing gigs throughout the region. Steve Fox started his own band, Crosstown Traffic, with mates Dan Dodgen (drums), John Brandsgard (guitar) and Doug Sandvig (bss). By the outset of the '70s, internal conflicts ran high in both bands, and Callahan, Strutzenberg, and Flanagan formed Goo, taking Brandsgard with them. Berka and Porter asked Fox to join them, and Shadrack was born. In the summer of 1972, the owners of IGL Records in Iowa had heard Shadrack play and were impressed enought to record a single with the band, but by 1973, Shadrack was all but over, with members going off to college and other pursuits. At the end of 1973, various personnel from Lazy Smoke, Crosstown Traffic, and Shadrack (with Steve Fox the constant) recorded Shadrack Chameleon on a reel-to-reel tape machine in a studio they had built from an old storage shed. Only 300 LPs were released by IGL under the name Shadrack Chameleon, the 'Chameleon' added as an afterthought. ~ Stanton Swihart, All Music Guide
Stanisław Ignacy Witkiewicz:
Psychedelic painter gallery:
http://witkacy.org/slideshow/paintings/gal1.html
Witkacy biography:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanisław_Ignacy_Witkiewicz
Shadrack Chameleon biography:
Shadrack Chameleon was not so much a band as it was a collective of musicians from a couple popular late-'60s Iowa rock bands. Steve Fox and Randy Berka were close friends growing up in Fort Dodge, Iowa in the early '60s where they were inspired to pick up guitars after hearing the Beatles. Fox's family moved to Illinois in 1964 but returned three years later to Humboldt, near Fort Dodge. By this time, Berka had started a band with organist Jon Porter, drummer Tom Northup, and guitarist John Callahan, which evolved into Lazy River. With Artie Strutzenberg taking over drum chores from Northup and with the addition of Mark Flanagan on bass, Lazy River became a popular band, playing gigs throughout the region. Steve Fox started his own band, Crosstown Traffic, with mates Dan Dodgen (drums), John Brandsgard (guitar) and Doug Sandvig (bss). By the outset of the '70s, internal conflicts ran high in both bands, and Callahan, Strutzenberg, and Flanagan formed Goo, taking Brandsgard with them. Berka and Porter asked Fox to join them, and Shadrack was born. In the summer of 1972, the owners of IGL Records in Iowa had heard Shadrack play and were impressed enought to record a single with the band, but by 1973, Shadrack was all but over, with members going off to college and other pursuits. At the end of 1973, various personnel from Lazy Smoke, Crosstown Traffic, and Shadrack (with Steve Fox the constant) recorded Shadrack Chameleon on a reel-to-reel tape machine in a studio they had built from an old storage shed. Only 300 LPs were released by IGL under the name Shadrack Chameleon, the 'Chameleon' added as an afterthought. ~ Stanton Swihart, All Music Guide
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Wednesday, May 4, 2011
550 followers, 5500 views
Hey guys and girls! I must thank you all for watching my posts. I like to share info about music, especially psychedelic rock and roll, movies, paintings!
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Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Animals biography - House of the rising sun
Animals biography
It was pretty big news in music when, in 1983, IRS announced it had signed the original (and reformed) classic rock band The Animals.
The Animals were part of the U.K. blues scene of the early 60s and one of the most noteworthy bands of the British Invasion. Originally known as the Alan Price Combo, they formed in early 1962 in Newcastle-upon- Tyne, England, the group changed its name to The Animals when Burdon joined later in 1962. The group's inspiration and much of its early repertoire came from American blues and R&B. Eric Burdon's gruff voice made him a natural blues singer. And while other "blues-based" bands of the British Invasion went "pop" (most notably The Rolling Stones), The Animals "stayed the course" and continued playing the blues, yet managing to blend a folk feel to their music. In fact, their breakthrough hit, was a scorching blues rendition the traditional folk song "House of the Rising Sun." With the release of that song in mid-1964, The Animals became the first British group after the Beatles to chart a Number One single in America. Other hits followed like "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood" and " Don't Let Me Down."
A big influence that made The Animals' sound unique at the time was Alan Price's organ playing, which provided dramatic accents and a blues-jazz atmosphere. Other founding members were guitarist Hilton Valentine, bassist Chas Chandler and drummer John Steel. This line-up lasted only until 1966, when Alan Price departed due to the conflicts between his fear of flying and the touring demands their "hit status" required. After that other members trickled out and new ones trickled in. With the name modified to Eric Burdon & the Animals the band transitioned to the West Coast psychedelia scene, having been to the Monterey Pop Festival (and writing a hit song about it -- "Monterey"). As members left, they made their marks elsewhere in rock: Chandler was Jimi Hendrix' first manager; Price scored the soundtrack to O LUCKY MAN! and pursued a successful solo career; A later guitarist known as Andrew Somers became Andy Summers, joined The Police and now enjoys a career as a "new age" player.
After breaking up the Animals at the end of the decade, Burdon entered the Seventies as frontman with a black funk group from the streets of Los Angeles known as War. As Eric Burdon and War, they recorded the hit single "Spill the Wine" and two albums. After Burdon left, War continued successfully into the pre-rap funk era with such hits as "Lowrider"...
The Animals have subsequently reunited on two occasions, first in 1977 and again (for IRS, the reason they're on this website) in 1983, to record and tour. These reunions have never endured, for whatever reasons, but their performances have shown that The Animals could still deliver the ferocious attack of their 60s sound at any time!
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Infected Mushroom bio
Infected Mushroom are Erez Eizen and Amit Duvdevani (nicknamed Duvdev).
Erez, born 1980, has a classical music education, studying to play the organ since the age of 4. He has been working with music and computers since the age of eleven. Erez was a member of the legendary Shidapu group and also works with DJ Jorg (SST) as Shiva Sidpao. He released three CDs and numerous tracks with these groups. He also releases under the name I.Zen.
Duvdev, born 1974, has a similar training, 9 years playing the piano. He then turned into new wave / punk rock, as a member of a local band in the Haifa area named Enzyme. He was playing keyboards and wrote most of the band's material. One of the bands they used to play with was a punk rock band from Naharia (a small town in the north of Israel, near the Lebanese border), named Infected Mushroom, later that name was inherited by Erez & Duvdev, of course. All the guys in the band joined the army and the band ceased to exist. Then one week before Duvdev joined the army he went to his first trance party ('91), and from then on it became trance and trance only. Five years Duvdev was just dancing (and he still does when he gets the chance), and in '96 after coming back from one year in India, he decided to try and make trance music by himself. First he was working with Roy (another Shidapu member), they made 4 tracks together that were never released. Duvdev defines these as "terrible nitzhonot". Then he heard some stuff Erez made on his own and liked it. They met and started working together, making more victorious stuff for a while, which they both resent strongly. Then they started to work with serious equipment and left the realm of Impulse Tracker. They invested some money into equipment and started working together with the concept of Infected Mushroom.
Infected Mushroom's fan base has been growing steadily in the US in the past two years aided by relentless world wide touring schedule. This effort led up to a climax as Infected Mushroom's latest album - " B.P.Empire "was signed up by B.N.E to a major label in the US - STREETBEAT (www.streetbeatrecords.com), distributed by RED DISTRIBUTION (www.redmusic.com/redstory.html) which is regarded as a company that creates its own path and sets new standards of excellence for the industry by remaining the dominant independent distributor while efficiently and profitably supplying music/entertainment for the public through strategic alliances with innovative labels and entertainment companies.
We, at BNE, feel that the Infected success could not have been achieved without your support. We would like to take this opportunity and thank all of you for your contribution and on going efforts in this "never ending story"!
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
LSD movies
LSD tested on troops :)
LSD propaganda :)
Two funny propaganda movies, those guys knows nothing about tripping hehe
LSD propaganda :)
Two funny propaganda movies, those guys knows nothing about tripping hehe
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Pablo Amaringo - psychedelic painter
Pablo Amaringo was born in 1943 in Puerto Libertad, in the Peruvian Amazon. He was ten years old when he first took ayahuasca - a visionary brew used in shamanism, made from the plants Banisteriopsis caapi (yagé) and Psychotria viridis (chacruna). A severe heart illness--and the magical treatment of this via ayahuasca--led Pablo toward the life of a shaman, and he eventually became a powerful curandero--learning the icaros, or healing songs, that the ayahuasca brew taught him.
In 1977, Pablo abandoned his vocation as a shaman. He became a painter and art instructor at his Usko-Ayar school, where there was no charge for the students to learn painting from Pablo.
Pablo painted and described numerous of his ayahuasca visions, some of which appear in his book Ayahuasca Visions: The Religious Iconography of a Peruvian Shaman. Before he passed away, he was working on paintings of angels, as well as paintings that documented the flora and fauna of Peru.
More 50 paintings here:
http://www.guariadeosa.com/photos/pamaringo/paintingsforsale/?cur=0&
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Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Fobia (1967) - Julian Antonisz
This is short movie created by Julian Antonisz, Polish artist. It's psychedelic point of view, about painter who...[spoiler!?] You will see :) anyway the method of making this movie is incredible, Antonisz is using different style. It looks like he use camera, but.. every single frame was drawn!, painted!, or scratched on the tape!.
Monday, April 18, 2011
The Who - My generation
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=594WLzzb3JI
I want to share with you about Who?
Even if you not fan of rock, you should listen some music from Who.
Look what are they doing on the stage.
Who - biography
"The Who were one of the great rock bands of the 1960s and 1970s. In its glory years the group consisted of guitarist and main songwriter Pete Townshend (b. 19 May 1945), singer Roger Daltrey (b. 1 March 1944), bassist John Entwistle (b. 9 October 1944, d. 27 June 2002) and drummer Keith Moon (b. 23 August 1946, d. 7 September 1978). Early on the group was part of the "Mod" movement, playing R&B music in stylized tailored suits, before morphing into an unruly proto-punk band famous for smashing its instruments at the end of live performances. This period is epitomized by the oft-mentioned lyric "Hope I die before I get old" in the band's 1965 tune "My Generation." Eventually The Who graduated into high-minded and inventive rock, rising in fame alongside fellow Brit superbands The Beatles and The Rolling Stones and playing at Woodstock in 1969. Daltry was a blonde-maned and bare-chested lead singer, Townshend an energetic dervish on guitar. Moon became one of rock-and-roll's great flameouts, famous for his savage drumming and whimsically mad offstage life until his sudden death at age 32. Burly bassist Entwistle anchored the group, standing stoically alongside Townshend's leaps and windmills. The band continued on after the deaths of Moon and later Entwistle, touring and recording into the 21st century. Their many albums include My Generation (1965), The Who Sell Out (1969, including the single "I Can See for Miles"), the groundbreaking rock opera Tommy (1969, with the single "Pinball Wizard"), the landmark Live at Leeds (1970), Who's Next (1971, with the singles "Baba O'Reilly" and "Won't Get Fooled Again"), Who Are You (1978), and It's Hard (1982). The 1973 concept album Quadrophenia was the basis for a 1979 movie. A 1979 documentary of the band, The Kids Are Alright, was titled after their 1965 single of that name. The Who were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1990. Their first studio album in almost 25 years, Endless Wire, was released in 2006.
Singer Colin Dawson and drummer Doug Sandom were early members of the band, but departed before the group became famous... Moon died of an overdose of of the prescription drug Heminevrin, a drug intended to control alcoholism. By coincidence, he died in the same apartment where Mama Cass Elliot had died in 1974... Moon was succeeded by drummer Kenny Jones and later by Zak Starkey, son of Beatles drummer Ringo Starr... Entwhistle was succeeded by bassist Pino Paladino... 11 fans were crushed to death on 3 December 1979 while rushing to get seats at a The Who concert in Cincinnati, Ohio... Some sources list Moon's birth year as 1947; though Moon himself often claimed 1947, the correct year seems to be 1946."
I want to share with you about Who?
Even if you not fan of rock, you should listen some music from Who.
Look what are they doing on the stage.
Who - biography
"The Who were one of the great rock bands of the 1960s and 1970s. In its glory years the group consisted of guitarist and main songwriter Pete Townshend (b. 19 May 1945), singer Roger Daltrey (b. 1 March 1944), bassist John Entwistle (b. 9 October 1944, d. 27 June 2002) and drummer Keith Moon (b. 23 August 1946, d. 7 September 1978). Early on the group was part of the "Mod" movement, playing R&B music in stylized tailored suits, before morphing into an unruly proto-punk band famous for smashing its instruments at the end of live performances. This period is epitomized by the oft-mentioned lyric "Hope I die before I get old" in the band's 1965 tune "My Generation." Eventually The Who graduated into high-minded and inventive rock, rising in fame alongside fellow Brit superbands The Beatles and The Rolling Stones and playing at Woodstock in 1969. Daltry was a blonde-maned and bare-chested lead singer, Townshend an energetic dervish on guitar. Moon became one of rock-and-roll's great flameouts, famous for his savage drumming and whimsically mad offstage life until his sudden death at age 32. Burly bassist Entwistle anchored the group, standing stoically alongside Townshend's leaps and windmills. The band continued on after the deaths of Moon and later Entwistle, touring and recording into the 21st century. Their many albums include My Generation (1965), The Who Sell Out (1969, including the single "I Can See for Miles"), the groundbreaking rock opera Tommy (1969, with the single "Pinball Wizard"), the landmark Live at Leeds (1970), Who's Next (1971, with the singles "Baba O'Reilly" and "Won't Get Fooled Again"), Who Are You (1978), and It's Hard (1982). The 1973 concept album Quadrophenia was the basis for a 1979 movie. A 1979 documentary of the band, The Kids Are Alright, was titled after their 1965 single of that name. The Who were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1990. Their first studio album in almost 25 years, Endless Wire, was released in 2006.
Singer Colin Dawson and drummer Doug Sandom were early members of the band, but departed before the group became famous... Moon died of an overdose of of the prescription drug Heminevrin, a drug intended to control alcoholism. By coincidence, he died in the same apartment where Mama Cass Elliot had died in 1974... Moon was succeeded by drummer Kenny Jones and later by Zak Starkey, son of Beatles drummer Ringo Starr... Entwhistle was succeeded by bassist Pino Paladino... 11 fans were crushed to death on 3 December 1979 while rushing to get seats at a The Who concert in Cincinnati, Ohio... Some sources list Moon's birth year as 1947; though Moon himself often claimed 1947, the correct year seems to be 1946."
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Thursday, April 14, 2011
Trip report
Wooooow!
As i said i will tell you something about tripping. I don't know what to say at start. It was great! Check my dream! I did it at Lizard King caffe. There were 'Morrison' theme everywhere. Maybe you heard this line from CELEBRATION OF THE LIZARD "I am the lizard king, i can do everything", and i felt like that..
I was siting in the chair, relax myself and there were punkbilly band playing on the stage. Every single sound was incredible, every song was like symphony for me :) After the gig i listened music from radio like Iggy Pop - Passenger, Born to be wild - Steppenwolf.. It was like everything was played especially for me. Then i came back to flat, played chess with my friend, what surprised me is, i won only three times, she too, but still it was great, i saw every possible moves, everything was obvious and clear.. After playing chess i went to bed and listened to voices from the universe, watched how bedding can turn into water, and how it can be wavy.. Everything was wavy :)
Can't describe all trip because it is personal thing. It can't be describe in 100%
I recommend you this song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ft4PP7Ogyyg&playnext=1&list=PL8AEA70BAA3F5E9DA
As i said i will tell you something about tripping. I don't know what to say at start. It was great! Check my dream! I did it at Lizard King caffe. There were 'Morrison' theme everywhere. Maybe you heard this line from CELEBRATION OF THE LIZARD "I am the lizard king, i can do everything", and i felt like that..
I was siting in the chair, relax myself and there were punkbilly band playing on the stage. Every single sound was incredible, every song was like symphony for me :) After the gig i listened music from radio like Iggy Pop - Passenger, Born to be wild - Steppenwolf.. It was like everything was played especially for me. Then i came back to flat, played chess with my friend, what surprised me is, i won only three times, she too, but still it was great, i saw every possible moves, everything was obvious and clear.. After playing chess i went to bed and listened to voices from the universe, watched how bedding can turn into water, and how it can be wavy.. Everything was wavy :)
Can't describe all trip because it is personal thing. It can't be describe in 100%
I recommend you this song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ft4PP7Ogyyg&playnext=1&list=PL8AEA70BAA3F5E9DA
I took lsd two days ago (in my dream).
I will add news at evening.
Monday, April 11, 2011
I was out of cpu
Sorry for not posting on blog, it was because of my trip :) News will be added soon.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Jacek Yerka - Psychedelic painter
Look what have i found!
JACEK YERKA PSYCHEDELIC PAINTER - it's a side with hundreds of psychedelic, surrealistic Images painted by Jacek Yerka (Guy from Poland).
My favourite is:
JACEK YERKA PSYCHEDELIC PAINTER - it's a side with hundreds of psychedelic, surrealistic Images painted by Jacek Yerka (Guy from Poland).
My favourite is:
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Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Terence McKenna - The food of Gods
As i promised i put the video of great philosopher Terence McKenna. He was one of the
heir of psychedelic philosophy (you know beatnics Kesey, Burroughs, Kerouac). This is few quotes, but it is most interesting theory i have ever heard. Enjoy. Rest in Peace Terence:
"If we comes from monkeys, just say it, they were on drugs!"
"You are an explorer, and you represent our species, and the greatest good you can do is to bring back a new idea, because our world is endangered by the absence of good ideas. Our world is in crisis because of the absence of consciousness."
"A hallucination is a species of reality, as capable of teaching you as a videotape about Kilimanjaro or anything else that falls through your life."
heir of psychedelic philosophy (you know beatnics Kesey, Burroughs, Kerouac). This is few quotes, but it is most interesting theory i have ever heard. Enjoy. Rest in Peace Terence:
"If we comes from monkeys, just say it, they were on drugs!"
"You are an explorer, and you represent our species, and the greatest good you can do is to bring back a new idea, because our world is endangered by the absence of good ideas. Our world is in crisis because of the absence of consciousness."
"A hallucination is a species of reality, as capable of teaching you as a videotape about Kilimanjaro or anything else that falls through your life."
Monday, March 28, 2011
Allen Ginsberg - Howl part III
I will upload today a great philosopher theory about evolution which was catalyzed because of psychedelic mushrooms and other hallucination-plants. But now, you can read the last part of Ginsberg poem - Howl. Enjoy it.
Allen Ginsberg - Howl part III
III
Carl Solomon! I'm with you in Rockland
where you're madder than I am
I'm with you in Rockland
where you must feel strange
I'm with you in Rockland
where you imitate the shade of my mother
I'm with you in Rockland
where you've murdered your twelve secretaries
I'm with you in Rockland
where you laugh at this invisible humour
I'm with you in Rockland
where we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter
I'm with you in Rockland
where your condition has become serious and is reported on the radio
I'm with you in Rockland
where the faculties of the skull no longer admit the worms of the senses
I'm with you in Rockland
where you drink the tea of the breasts of the spinsters of Utica
I'm with you in Rockland
where you pun on the bodies of your nurses the harpies of the Bronx
I'm with you in Rockland
where you scream in a straightjacket that you're losing the game of actual pingpong of the abyss
I'm with you in Rockland
where you bang on the catatonic piano the soul is innocent and immortal it should never die ungodly in an armed madhouse
I'm with you in Rockland
where fifty more shocks will never return your soul to its body again from its pilgrimage to a cross in the void
I'm with you in Rockland
where you accuse your doctors of insanity and plot the Hebrew socialist revolution against the fascist national Golgotha
I'm with you in Rockland
where you will split the heavens of Long Island and resurrect your living human Jesus from the superhuman tomb
I'm with you in Rockland
where there are twentyfive thousand mad comrades all together singing the final stanzas of the Internationale
I'm with you in Rockland
where we hug and kiss the United States under our bedsheets the United States that coughs all night and won't let us sleep
I'm with you in Rockland
where we wake up electrified out of the coma by our own souls' airplanes roaring over the roof they've come to drop angelic bombs the hospital illuminates itself imaginary walls collapse O skinny legions run outside O starry-spangled shock of mercy the eternal war is here O victory forget your underwear we're free
I'm with you in Rockland
in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night
Allen Ginsberg - Howl part III
III
Carl Solomon! I'm with you in Rockland
where you're madder than I am
I'm with you in Rockland
where you must feel strange
I'm with you in Rockland
where you imitate the shade of my mother
I'm with you in Rockland
where you've murdered your twelve secretaries
I'm with you in Rockland
where you laugh at this invisible humour
I'm with you in Rockland
where we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter
I'm with you in Rockland
where your condition has become serious and is reported on the radio
I'm with you in Rockland
where the faculties of the skull no longer admit the worms of the senses
I'm with you in Rockland
where you drink the tea of the breasts of the spinsters of Utica
I'm with you in Rockland
where you pun on the bodies of your nurses the harpies of the Bronx
I'm with you in Rockland
where you scream in a straightjacket that you're losing the game of actual pingpong of the abyss
I'm with you in Rockland
where you bang on the catatonic piano the soul is innocent and immortal it should never die ungodly in an armed madhouse
I'm with you in Rockland
where fifty more shocks will never return your soul to its body again from its pilgrimage to a cross in the void
I'm with you in Rockland
where you accuse your doctors of insanity and plot the Hebrew socialist revolution against the fascist national Golgotha
I'm with you in Rockland
where you will split the heavens of Long Island and resurrect your living human Jesus from the superhuman tomb
I'm with you in Rockland
where there are twentyfive thousand mad comrades all together singing the final stanzas of the Internationale
I'm with you in Rockland
where we hug and kiss the United States under our bedsheets the United States that coughs all night and won't let us sleep
I'm with you in Rockland
where we wake up electrified out of the coma by our own souls' airplanes roaring over the roof they've come to drop angelic bombs the hospital illuminates itself imaginary walls collapse O skinny legions run outside O starry-spangled shock of mercy the eternal war is here O victory forget your underwear we're free
I'm with you in Rockland
in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Allen Ginsberg - Howl part II
As i promised i show you second part of Ginsberg's poem, named Howl. This part is even more great than first one. I cant stop to read vers by vers, and once again. Sweet 60's :)
Allen Ginsberg - Howl II
What sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?
Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars! Children screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men weeping in the parks!
Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the loveless! Mental Moloch! Moloch the heavy judger of men!
Moloch the incomprehensible prison! Moloch the crossbone soulless jailhouse and Congress of sorrows! Moloch whose buildings are judgement! Moloch the vast stone of war! Moloch the stunned governments!
Moloch whose mind is pure machinery! Moloch whose blood is running money! Moloch whose fingers are ten armies! Moloch whose breast is a cannibal dynamo! Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb!
Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows! Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the long streets like endless Jehovas! Moloch whose factories dream and choke in the fog! Moloch whose smokestacks and antennae crown the cities!
Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone! Moloch whose soul is electricity and banks! Moloch whose poverty is the specter of genius! Moloch whose fate is a cloud of sexless hydrogen! Moloch whose name is the Mind!
Moloch in whom I sit lonely! Moloch in whom I dream angels! Crazy in Moloch! Cocksucker in Moloch! Lacklove and manless in Moloch!
Moloch who entered my soul early! Moloch in whom I am a consciousness without a body! Moloch who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy! Moloch whom I abandon! Wake up in Moloch! Light streaming out of the sky!
Moloch! Moloch! Robot apartments! invisable suburbs! skeleton treasuries! blind capitals! demonic industries! spectral nations! invincible madhouses! granite cocks! monstrous bombs!
They broke their backs lifting Moloch to Heaven! Pavements, trees, radios, tons! lifting the city to Heaven which exists and is everywhere about us!
Visions! omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstacies! gone down the American river!
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions! the whole boatload of sensitive bullshit!
Breakthroughs! over the river! flips and crucifixions! gone down the flood! Highs! Epiphanies! Despairs! Ten years' animal screams and suicides! Minds! New loves! Mad generation! down on the rocks of Time!
Real holy laughter in the river! They saw it all! the wild eyes! the holy yells! They bade farewell! They jumped off the roof! to solitude! waving! carrying flowers! Down to the river! into the street!
Allen Ginsberg - Howl II
What sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?
Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars! Children screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men weeping in the parks!
Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the loveless! Mental Moloch! Moloch the heavy judger of men!
Moloch the incomprehensible prison! Moloch the crossbone soulless jailhouse and Congress of sorrows! Moloch whose buildings are judgement! Moloch the vast stone of war! Moloch the stunned governments!
Moloch whose mind is pure machinery! Moloch whose blood is running money! Moloch whose fingers are ten armies! Moloch whose breast is a cannibal dynamo! Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb!
Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows! Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the long streets like endless Jehovas! Moloch whose factories dream and choke in the fog! Moloch whose smokestacks and antennae crown the cities!
Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone! Moloch whose soul is electricity and banks! Moloch whose poverty is the specter of genius! Moloch whose fate is a cloud of sexless hydrogen! Moloch whose name is the Mind!
Moloch in whom I sit lonely! Moloch in whom I dream angels! Crazy in Moloch! Cocksucker in Moloch! Lacklove and manless in Moloch!
Moloch who entered my soul early! Moloch in whom I am a consciousness without a body! Moloch who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy! Moloch whom I abandon! Wake up in Moloch! Light streaming out of the sky!
Moloch! Moloch! Robot apartments! invisable suburbs! skeleton treasuries! blind capitals! demonic industries! spectral nations! invincible madhouses! granite cocks! monstrous bombs!
They broke their backs lifting Moloch to Heaven! Pavements, trees, radios, tons! lifting the city to Heaven which exists and is everywhere about us!
Visions! omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstacies! gone down the American river!
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions! the whole boatload of sensitive bullshit!
Breakthroughs! over the river! flips and crucifixions! gone down the flood! Highs! Epiphanies! Despairs! Ten years' animal screams and suicides! Minds! New loves! Mad generation! down on the rocks of Time!
Real holy laughter in the river! They saw it all! the wild eyes! the holy yells! They bade farewell! They jumped off the roof! to solitude! waving! carrying flowers! Down to the river! into the street!
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Allen Ginsberg - Howl part I
Ok, here we go. I just read Ginsberg poem named Howl. This is manifest from Beatnics, to all 60's generation. You must read it if you want to know more about psychedelic 60's.
Allen Ginsberg Howl
For Carl Solomon
First I from III
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall,
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping towards poles of Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn, ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind,
who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo,
who sank all night in submarine light of Bickford's floated out and sat through the stale beer afternoon in desolate Fugazzi's, listening to the crack of doom on the hydrogen jukebox,
who talked continuously seventy hours from park to pad to bar to Bellevue to museum to the Brooklyn Bridge,
a lost batallion of platonic conversationalists jumping down the stoops off fire escapes off windowsills off Empire State out of the moon
yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars,
whole intellects disgorged in total recall for seven days and nights with brilliant eyes, meat for the Synagogue cast on the pavement,
who vanished into nowhere Zen New Jersey leaving a trail of ambiguous picture postcards of Atlantic City Hall,
suffering Eastern sweats and Tangerian bone-grindings and migraines of China under junk-withdrawal in Newark's bleak furnished room,
who wandered around and around at midnight in the railway yard wondering where to go, and went, leaving no broken hearts,
who lit cigarettes in boxcars boxcars boxcars racketing through snow toward lonesome farms in grandfather night,
who studied Plotinus Poe St John of the Cross telepathy and bop kabbalah because the universe instinctively vibrated at their feet in Kansas,
who loned it through the streets of Idaho seeking visionary indian angels who were visionary indian angels,
who thought they were only mad when Baltimore gleamed in supernatural ecstasy,
who jumped in limousines with the Chinaman of Oklahoma on the impulse of winter midnight streetlight smalltown rain,
who lounged hungry and lonesome through Houston seeking jazz or sex or soup, and followed the brilliant Spaniard to converse about America and Eternity, a hopeless task, and so took ship to Africa,
who disappeared into the volcanoes of Mexico leaving nothing behind but the shadow of dungarees and the larva and ash of poetry scattered in fireplace Chicago,
who reappeared on the West Coast investigating the FBI in beards and shorts with big pacifist eyes sexy in their dark skin passing out incomprehensible leaflets,
who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism, who distributed Supercommunist pamphlets in Union Square weeping and undressing while the sirens of Los Alamos wailed them down, and wailed down Wall, and the Staten Island ferry also wailed,
who broke down crying in white gymnasiums naked and trembling before the machinery of other skeletons,
who bit detectives in the neck and shrieked with delight in policecars for committing no crime but their own wild cooking pederasty and intoxication,
who howled on their knees in the subway and were dragged off the roof waving genitals and manuscripts,
who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy,
who blew and were blown by those human seraphim, the sailors, caresses of Atlantic and Caribbean love,
who balled in the morning in the evenings in rosegardens and the grass of public parks and cemeteries scattering their semen freely to whomever come who may,
who hiccuped endlessly trying to giggle but wound up with a sob behind a partition in a Turkish Bath when the blond & naked angel came to pierce them with a sword,
who lost their loveboys to the three old shrews of fate the one eyed shrew of the heterosexual dollar the one eyed shrew that winks out of the womb and the one eyed shrew that does nothing but sit on her ass and snip the intellectual golden threads of the craftsman's loom,
who copulated ecstatic and insatiate and fell off the bed, and continued along the floor and down the hall and ended fainting on the wall with a vision of ultimate cunt and come eluding the last gyzym of consciousness,
who sweetened the snatches of a million girls trembling in the sunset, and were red eyed in the morning but were prepared to sweeten the snatch of the sunrise, flashing buttocks under barns and naked in the lake,
who went out whoring through Colorado in myriad stolen night-cars, N.C., secret hero of these poems, cocksman and Adonis of Denver—joy to the memory of his innumerable lays of girls in empty lots & diner backyards, moviehouses' rickety rows, on mountaintops in caves or with gaunt waitresses in familiar roadside lonely petticoat upliftings & especially secret gas-station solipsisms of johns, & hometown alleys too,
who faded out in vast sordid movies, were shifted in dreams, woke on a sudden Manhattan, and picked themselves up out of basements hungover with heartless Tokay and horrors of Third Avenue iron dreams & stumbled to unemployment offices,
who walked all night with their shoes full of blood on the snowbank docks waiting for a door in the East River to open full of steamheat and opium,
who created great suicidal dramas on the appartment cliff-banks of the Hudson under the wartime blue floodlight of the moon & their heads shall be crowned with laurel in oblivion,
who ate the lamb stew of the imagination or digested the crab at the muddy bottom of the rivers of the Bowery,
who wept at the romance of the streets with their pushcarts full of onions and bad music,
who sat in boxes breathing in the darkness under the bridge, and rose up to build harpsichords in their lofts, who coughed on the sixth floor of Harlem crowned with flame under the tubercular sky surrounded by orange crates of theology,
who scribbled all night rocking and rolling over lofty incantations which in the yellow morning were stanzas of gibberish,
who cooked rotten animals lung heart feet tail borsht & tortillas dreaming of the pure vegetable kingdom,
who plunged themselves under meat trucks looking for an egg,
who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for an Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade,
who cut their wrists three times successively unsuccessfully, gave up and were forced to open antique stores where they thought they were growing old and cried,
who were burned alive in their innocent flannel suits on Madison Avenue amid blasts of leaden verse & the tanked-up clatter of the iron regiments of fashion & the nitroglycerine shrieks of the fairies of advertising & the mustard gas of sinister intelligent editors, or were run down by the drunken taxicabs of Absolute Reality,
who jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge this actually happened and walked away unknown and forgotten into the ghostly daze of Chinatown soup alleyways & firetrucks, not even one free beer,
who sang out of their windows in despair, fell out of the subway window, jumped in the filthy Passaic, leaped on negroes, cried all over the street, danced on broken wineglasses barefoot smashed phonograph records of nostalgic European 1930s German jazz finished the whiskey and threw up groaning into the bloody toilet, moans in their ears and the blast of colossal steamwhistles,
who barreled down the highways of the past journeying to each other's hotrod-Golgotha jail-solitude watch Birmingham jazz incarnation,
who drove crosscountry seventytwo hours to find out if I had a vision or you had a vision or he had a vision to find out Eternity,
who journeyed to Denver, who died in Denver, who came back to Denver & waited in vain, who watched over Denver & brooded & loned in Denver and finally went away to find out the Time, & now Denver is lonesome for her heroes,
who fell on their knees in hopeless cathedrals praying for each other's salvation and light and breasts, until the soul illuminated its hair for a second,
who crashed through their minds in jail waiting for impossible criminals with golden heads and the charm of reality in their hearts who sang sweet blues to Alcatraz,
who retired to Mexico to cultivate a habit, or Rocky Mount to tender Buddha or Tangiers to boys or Southern Pacific to the black locomotive or Harvard to Narcissus to Woodlawn to the daisychain or grave,
who demanded sanity trials accusing the radio of hypnotism & were left with their insanity & their hands & a hung jury,
who threw potato salad at CCNY lecturerson Dadaism and subsequently presented themselves on the granite steps of the madhouse with the shaven heads and harlequin speech of suicide, demanding instantaneous lobotomy,
and who were given instead the concrete void of insulin Metrazol electricity hydrotherapy psychotherapy occupational therapy pingpong & amnesia,
who in humorless protest overturned only one symbolic pingpong table, resting briefly in catatonia,
returning years later truly bald except for a wig of blood, and tears and fingers, to the visible madman doom of the wards of the madtowns of the East,
Pilgrim State's Rockland's and Greystone's foetid halls, bickering with the echoes of the soul, rocking and rolling in the midnight solitude-bench dolmen-realms of love, dream of life a nightmare, bodies turned to stone as heavy as the moon,
with mother finally *****, and the last fantastic book flung out of the tenement window, and the last door closed at 4 A.M. and the last telephone slammed at the wall in reply and the last furnished room emptied down to the last piece of mental furniture, a yellow paper rose twisted on a wire hanger on the closet, and even that imaginary, nothing but a hopeful little bit of hallucination—
ah, Carl, while you are not safe I am not safe, and now you're really in the total animal soup of time—
and who therefore ran through the icy streets obsessed with a sudden flash of the alchemy of the use of the ellipse the catalog the meter & the vibrating plane,
who dreamt and made incarnate gaps in Time & Space through images juxtaposed, and trapped the archangel of the soulbetween 2 visual images and joined the elemental verbs and set the noun and dash of consciousness together jumping with sensation of Pater Omnipotens Aeterna Deus
to recreate the syntax and measure of poor human prose and stand before you speechless and intelligent and shaking with shame, rejected yet confessing out the soul to conform to the rhythm of thought in his naked and endless head,
the madman bum and angel beat in Time, unknown, yet putting down here what might be left to say in time come after death,
and rose incarnate in the ghostly clothes of jazz in the goldhorn shadow of the band and blew the suffering of America's naked mind for love into an eli eli lamma lamma sabacthani saxophone cry that shivered the cities down to the last radio
with the absolute heart of the poem butchered out of their own bodies good to eat a thousand years.
You can read another II and III on this side:
http://www.wussu.com/poems/agh.htm
Allen Ginsberg Howl
For Carl Solomon
First I from III
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall,
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping towards poles of Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn, ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind,
who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo,
who sank all night in submarine light of Bickford's floated out and sat through the stale beer afternoon in desolate Fugazzi's, listening to the crack of doom on the hydrogen jukebox,
who talked continuously seventy hours from park to pad to bar to Bellevue to museum to the Brooklyn Bridge,
a lost batallion of platonic conversationalists jumping down the stoops off fire escapes off windowsills off Empire State out of the moon
yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars,
whole intellects disgorged in total recall for seven days and nights with brilliant eyes, meat for the Synagogue cast on the pavement,
who vanished into nowhere Zen New Jersey leaving a trail of ambiguous picture postcards of Atlantic City Hall,
suffering Eastern sweats and Tangerian bone-grindings and migraines of China under junk-withdrawal in Newark's bleak furnished room,
who wandered around and around at midnight in the railway yard wondering where to go, and went, leaving no broken hearts,
who lit cigarettes in boxcars boxcars boxcars racketing through snow toward lonesome farms in grandfather night,
who studied Plotinus Poe St John of the Cross telepathy and bop kabbalah because the universe instinctively vibrated at their feet in Kansas,
who loned it through the streets of Idaho seeking visionary indian angels who were visionary indian angels,
who thought they were only mad when Baltimore gleamed in supernatural ecstasy,
who jumped in limousines with the Chinaman of Oklahoma on the impulse of winter midnight streetlight smalltown rain,
who lounged hungry and lonesome through Houston seeking jazz or sex or soup, and followed the brilliant Spaniard to converse about America and Eternity, a hopeless task, and so took ship to Africa,
who disappeared into the volcanoes of Mexico leaving nothing behind but the shadow of dungarees and the larva and ash of poetry scattered in fireplace Chicago,
who reappeared on the West Coast investigating the FBI in beards and shorts with big pacifist eyes sexy in their dark skin passing out incomprehensible leaflets,
who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism, who distributed Supercommunist pamphlets in Union Square weeping and undressing while the sirens of Los Alamos wailed them down, and wailed down Wall, and the Staten Island ferry also wailed,
who broke down crying in white gymnasiums naked and trembling before the machinery of other skeletons,
who bit detectives in the neck and shrieked with delight in policecars for committing no crime but their own wild cooking pederasty and intoxication,
who howled on their knees in the subway and were dragged off the roof waving genitals and manuscripts,
who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy,
who blew and were blown by those human seraphim, the sailors, caresses of Atlantic and Caribbean love,
who balled in the morning in the evenings in rosegardens and the grass of public parks and cemeteries scattering their semen freely to whomever come who may,
who hiccuped endlessly trying to giggle but wound up with a sob behind a partition in a Turkish Bath when the blond & naked angel came to pierce them with a sword,
who lost their loveboys to the three old shrews of fate the one eyed shrew of the heterosexual dollar the one eyed shrew that winks out of the womb and the one eyed shrew that does nothing but sit on her ass and snip the intellectual golden threads of the craftsman's loom,
who copulated ecstatic and insatiate and fell off the bed, and continued along the floor and down the hall and ended fainting on the wall with a vision of ultimate cunt and come eluding the last gyzym of consciousness,
who sweetened the snatches of a million girls trembling in the sunset, and were red eyed in the morning but were prepared to sweeten the snatch of the sunrise, flashing buttocks under barns and naked in the lake,
who went out whoring through Colorado in myriad stolen night-cars, N.C., secret hero of these poems, cocksman and Adonis of Denver—joy to the memory of his innumerable lays of girls in empty lots & diner backyards, moviehouses' rickety rows, on mountaintops in caves or with gaunt waitresses in familiar roadside lonely petticoat upliftings & especially secret gas-station solipsisms of johns, & hometown alleys too,
who faded out in vast sordid movies, were shifted in dreams, woke on a sudden Manhattan, and picked themselves up out of basements hungover with heartless Tokay and horrors of Third Avenue iron dreams & stumbled to unemployment offices,
who walked all night with their shoes full of blood on the snowbank docks waiting for a door in the East River to open full of steamheat and opium,
who created great suicidal dramas on the appartment cliff-banks of the Hudson under the wartime blue floodlight of the moon & their heads shall be crowned with laurel in oblivion,
who ate the lamb stew of the imagination or digested the crab at the muddy bottom of the rivers of the Bowery,
who wept at the romance of the streets with their pushcarts full of onions and bad music,
who sat in boxes breathing in the darkness under the bridge, and rose up to build harpsichords in their lofts, who coughed on the sixth floor of Harlem crowned with flame under the tubercular sky surrounded by orange crates of theology,
who scribbled all night rocking and rolling over lofty incantations which in the yellow morning were stanzas of gibberish,
who cooked rotten animals lung heart feet tail borsht & tortillas dreaming of the pure vegetable kingdom,
who plunged themselves under meat trucks looking for an egg,
who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for an Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade,
who cut their wrists three times successively unsuccessfully, gave up and were forced to open antique stores where they thought they were growing old and cried,
who were burned alive in their innocent flannel suits on Madison Avenue amid blasts of leaden verse & the tanked-up clatter of the iron regiments of fashion & the nitroglycerine shrieks of the fairies of advertising & the mustard gas of sinister intelligent editors, or were run down by the drunken taxicabs of Absolute Reality,
who jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge this actually happened and walked away unknown and forgotten into the ghostly daze of Chinatown soup alleyways & firetrucks, not even one free beer,
who sang out of their windows in despair, fell out of the subway window, jumped in the filthy Passaic, leaped on negroes, cried all over the street, danced on broken wineglasses barefoot smashed phonograph records of nostalgic European 1930s German jazz finished the whiskey and threw up groaning into the bloody toilet, moans in their ears and the blast of colossal steamwhistles,
who barreled down the highways of the past journeying to each other's hotrod-Golgotha jail-solitude watch Birmingham jazz incarnation,
who drove crosscountry seventytwo hours to find out if I had a vision or you had a vision or he had a vision to find out Eternity,
who journeyed to Denver, who died in Denver, who came back to Denver & waited in vain, who watched over Denver & brooded & loned in Denver and finally went away to find out the Time, & now Denver is lonesome for her heroes,
who fell on their knees in hopeless cathedrals praying for each other's salvation and light and breasts, until the soul illuminated its hair for a second,
who crashed through their minds in jail waiting for impossible criminals with golden heads and the charm of reality in their hearts who sang sweet blues to Alcatraz,
who retired to Mexico to cultivate a habit, or Rocky Mount to tender Buddha or Tangiers to boys or Southern Pacific to the black locomotive or Harvard to Narcissus to Woodlawn to the daisychain or grave,
who demanded sanity trials accusing the radio of hypnotism & were left with their insanity & their hands & a hung jury,
who threw potato salad at CCNY lecturerson Dadaism and subsequently presented themselves on the granite steps of the madhouse with the shaven heads and harlequin speech of suicide, demanding instantaneous lobotomy,
and who were given instead the concrete void of insulin Metrazol electricity hydrotherapy psychotherapy occupational therapy pingpong & amnesia,
who in humorless protest overturned only one symbolic pingpong table, resting briefly in catatonia,
returning years later truly bald except for a wig of blood, and tears and fingers, to the visible madman doom of the wards of the madtowns of the East,
Pilgrim State's Rockland's and Greystone's foetid halls, bickering with the echoes of the soul, rocking and rolling in the midnight solitude-bench dolmen-realms of love, dream of life a nightmare, bodies turned to stone as heavy as the moon,
with mother finally *****, and the last fantastic book flung out of the tenement window, and the last door closed at 4 A.M. and the last telephone slammed at the wall in reply and the last furnished room emptied down to the last piece of mental furniture, a yellow paper rose twisted on a wire hanger on the closet, and even that imaginary, nothing but a hopeful little bit of hallucination—
ah, Carl, while you are not safe I am not safe, and now you're really in the total animal soup of time—
and who therefore ran through the icy streets obsessed with a sudden flash of the alchemy of the use of the ellipse the catalog the meter & the vibrating plane,
who dreamt and made incarnate gaps in Time & Space through images juxtaposed, and trapped the archangel of the soulbetween 2 visual images and joined the elemental verbs and set the noun and dash of consciousness together jumping with sensation of Pater Omnipotens Aeterna Deus
to recreate the syntax and measure of poor human prose and stand before you speechless and intelligent and shaking with shame, rejected yet confessing out the soul to conform to the rhythm of thought in his naked and endless head,
the madman bum and angel beat in Time, unknown, yet putting down here what might be left to say in time come after death,
and rose incarnate in the ghostly clothes of jazz in the goldhorn shadow of the band and blew the suffering of America's naked mind for love into an eli eli lamma lamma sabacthani saxophone cry that shivered the cities down to the last radio
with the absolute heart of the poem butchered out of their own bodies good to eat a thousand years.
You can read another II and III on this side:
http://www.wussu.com/poems/agh.htm
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Friday, March 25, 2011
Bob Dylan - Mr. Tambourine Man
Mr. Tambourine Man info:
"Mr. Tambourine Man" is a song written and performed by Bob Dylan, which was released on his 1965 album Bringing It All Back Home. The Byrds also recorded a version of the song that was released as their first single on Columbia Records, reaching number 1 on both the Billboard Hot 100 chart and the UK Singles Chart, as well as being the title track of their first album, Mr. Tambourine Man. The Byrds' recording of the song was influential in initiating the musical subgenre of folk rock, leading many contemporary bands to mimic its fusion of jangly guitars and intellectual lyrics in the wake of the single's success.
This song has been covered by many artists, including Judy Collins, Odetta, Melanie, and William Shatner. The song's popularity led to Dylan recording it live many times, and it has been included in multiple Dylan and Byrds compilation albums. It has been translated into other languages, and has been used or referenced in television shows, films and books.
The song has a bright, expansive melody and has become famous in particular for its surrealistic imagery, influenced by artists as diverse as French poet Arthur Rimbaud and Italian filmmaker Federico Fellini. The lyrics call on the title character to play a song and the narrator will follow. Interpretations of the lyrics have included a paean to drugs such as LSD, a call to the singer's muse, a reflection of the audience's demands on the singer, and religious interpretations. Dylan sings the song in four verses, only one of which was used for The Byrds' recording. Dylan's and The Byrds' versions have appeared on various lists ranking the greatest songs of all time, including an appearance by both on Rolling Stone's list of the 500 best songs ever. Both versions also received Grammy Hall of Fame Awards.
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Thursday, March 24, 2011
First Psychedelic Band - VANILLA FUDGE
Finally i found this gig record. This band is firs which played psychedelick rock and roll. They are great! If you wanna read about them. It is good start to learning about psycho-rock.
VANILLA FUDGE biography
Stein and Bogert played in a local band called Rick Martin & The Showmen and were so impressed by the sound of The Rascals (swinging and floods of organ) that they decided to form their own band with Martell and Rick Martin's drummer, Joey Brennan. Originally calling themselves The Pigeons, they changed the name to Vanilla Fudge in 1966, after the replacement of Brennan by Appice. A recording of the Pigeons was released in Germany in 1973 under the title of 'While the World was Eating Vanilla Fudge'. The group was then "discovered" and managed by reputed Luchese crime-family member, Phillip Basile, who operated several famous L.I. clubs — the Action House, Speaks, Channel 80, Industry — three of which were the same club (on Austin Boulevard, in Island Park, New York) with different names.
They had a number of popular songs, their biggest being their hit cover of "You Keep Me Hangin' On", a slowed-down, hard rocking version of the song originally recorded by The Supremes. This version also featured Appice's energetic drumming. One follow-up to this hit, "Take Me For A Little While", had a quite different lyric message from the former.
The members of Vanilla Fudge were great admirers of The Beatles, and covered several of their songs including "Ticket to Ride", as well as "Eleanor Rigby". The self-titled debut album quotes "Strawberry Fields Forever" at the end, with the line "there's nothing to get hung about".
Their rendition of "Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)" was featured in the 2007 film Zodiac.
On March 14, 1970, Vanilla Fudge played a farewell concert at the Phil Basille's Action House. After that, Bogert & Appice departed to form another group, Cactus (In 1972, they left Cactus and formed Beck, Bogert & Appice with guitarist Jeff Beck). Stein, left on his own, tried to keep the group going with two new players, Sal D'Nofrio (bass) and Jimmy Galuzzi (drums) (both of whom had been members of a Poughkeepsie, New York group known as 'Dino & The Cavemen'). But when nothing came from this, Stein ended up forming a new group, Boomerang, instead with Galuzzi.
Following the band's breakup in 1970, the band has reunited several times. In 1982, they reunited in support of the Atco Records release, Best of Vanilla Fudge. This resulted in another album of fresh material in 1984 called Mystery. Martell was not included in this initial reunion and Ron Mancuso played guitar on Mystery instead, along with Jeff Beck, who guested under the moniker "J. Toad". Two reunion tours followed in 1987/1988. with Paul Hanson on guitar. Lanny Cordola was guitarist when the band took the stage on May 14, 1988 for the Atlantic Records' 40th Anniversary Celebration. After that, the individual members went their separate ways once again to pursue other projects.
In 1991 Appice revived the Vanilla Fudge name for a tour with former Ted Nugent's player Derek St. Holmes (guitar, vocals), Martin Gerschwitz (keyboards, vocals) and Tom Croucier (bass, vocals), which resulted in the album The Best Of Vanilla Fudge - Live.
Then, in 1999, three of the originals (Appice, Bogert & Martell) reunited with vocalist/organist Bill Pascali replacing Mark Stein to record a "greatest hits" album, Vanilla Fudge 2001/ The Return / Then And Now, with all new recordings of previous songs and three new songs. 2002 had bassists Pete Bremy and T.M. Stevens subbing on bass for an ill Bogert and 2003 saw a release of Vanilla Fudge's live album, The Real Deal - Vanilla Fudge Live, recorded on tour in 1987 with Paul Hanson on guitar. Martell overdubbed his guitar and vocals later. That same year (2003) the group toured with Teddy Rondinelli standing in on guitar for Martell.
In 2005, Vanilla Fudge reformed with all the original members for a tour with members of The Doors (now touring as Riders On The Storm) and Steppenwolf. Pascali returned in place of Stein for some 2005 and 2006 shows before leaving to join the New Rascals.
The band then went back into the studio to record Out Through the in Door, a Led Zeppelin cover album released in 2007 only in Europe. Led Zeppelin had opened for the band in 1968-1969. The band performed "You Keep Me Hangin' On" for the PBS fundraising program My Music: My Generation - The '60s for the March 2008 pledge drive.
Out Through the in Door was released in the U.S. in 2008.
In the spring of 2011, Vanilla Fudge embarked on what was announced as their farewell tour. The lineup for the tour was: Carmine Appice, Mark Stein, Vince Martell and Pete Bremy(bass).
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