Skid Row. An Awful Lot of Woman.

Legend has it that Gary Moore bought Peter Green's Les Paul right before Green went off the deep end. That axe must be carrying some dark juju because this jam is about as unholy as they come. FUCK.......ME.

Rare Earth. Get Ready. 1973.

"Wanna play hide and seek, get ready....."


The soundtrack to the Mayor's murderous rampage?

Bolan, John, Starr - Children of the Revolution '74

War. Me and Baby Brother. 1974.

So tight, yet so loose. The hallmark of an amazing live band.

Every one of these bad motherfuckers could melt your face with their own chops, but instead they chose to come together to form a Voltron of funk so potent the seeds of thousands were prematurely popped on corduroy boot-cut-slacks nationwide.

Pacific Gas & Electric. Are you Ready? 1970.

A funky little ditty that has kept me moving all morning. Check out the riffage at 2:08. Not the most skilled face singeing slingin' in the world, but it still rips.

Budgie. Breadfan. '73!

Right up my alley parked next to my moss-covered bong.

Tangerine Dream. Fly and Collision of Comas Sola. 1971.

Too far. Too damn far.

Camel. Lunar Sea. The early 70's.

I was digging through the Rock section at Hymie's. Some longhair was standing next to me. I was in the G's and he was in the C's. He had a golf ball sized hickey on his neck. He poked me and said "Check out all these Camel records!" He had about eight of them. He checked out while I kept shopping. Before I left I scoped the C's. He left me a Camel album! Life can be pretty cool sometimes.

Mountain. Don't Look Around. 1970.

1970 is a beautiful vintage for face melting riffage. Take this jam for instance. Big, bold and sweaty. Like Leslie West's balls.

Hydrogen Atom - Bedlam Four, 1966

Bedlam IV - Hydrogen Atom (Demented Fuzz Punk 1966)
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