There's great danger for the loneliest ranger of all.

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

Hey there. Recently started reading Jim DeRogatis' Turn On Your Mind: Four Decades Of Great Psychedelic Rock. Mr. DeRogatis, a trusted moniker you might have espied mothering Let It Blurt and Milk It! into decent books, posits that psychedelic music has never left us; it's only mutated and entwined itself in the networks of progressive rock (the most obvious example of this being Yes, which matured in the tiny spaces between three albums from airy psychedelica into what became the prog-rock template) and eventually the mopey rock of The Cure and My Bloody Valentine. So far it's a great read; I'm learning a lot about LSD. In fact, I ate about four paragraphs in the introduction about two hours ago and have come to realize that the world is but an earthly blanket laying soothingly over the ohhhmmmmm of a global harmony which man cannot know at the conscious, human level, and that I love each and every one of you.

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