See My Jumper Hanging on The Line, R. L. Burnside, 1978.

Tip O the hat to Dangerous Minds

Soft Machine. Tale of Taliesin. 1976.

Etheridge can't hold Holdsworth's jock when comes to OCD nerd/genius noodling, but he still shreds pretty fucking hard.

Naked City - Osaka Bondage. 1990.

Iron Maiden. The Prisoner. 1982.

Birthday jam!

Blood, Sweat and Tears. Hip Pickles. 1973.

Strap on the feedbag!

The Newgate Wind - The Bevis Frond, 1987.

Nick Saloman is The Bevis Frond. Aside from the drums he wrote/played/recorded/released a rash of records on Woronzow from 1986 to 1991 and they are all brilliant. He is the black rider on most British Guitar Gods lists and I think these two tracks do a good job of showcasing why. If you can find it, check out his collaboration with Twink from The Pink Fairies and The Pretty Things, then check your exhausted synapses into Bellvue.

Gemini Machine - The Bevis Frond, 1988.

Mother's Finest. Fire. 1976

I barely remember when silk scarves were super cool, but I do remember some of the sweet jams that were ripped whilst wearing them. Nothing beats a speedy funky bottom, with a spit shine of guitar face splitting. Throw in some gospel "raise the roofers" and you got a bootie mover that will turn your average suburban high-school music dork into a freaked out albino fret wizard.

The Bible - D.R. Hooker, 1972.

Is there a wildlife preserve someplace in Kansas where burned-out old Jesus freaks roam free with fuzzed out amplifiers strapped to their backs, Saving souls by shredding their message with glorified licks into the Western wind? I like to think so.

Black Widow. Come to the Sabbat. 1970

Don't fear the flute, my friends. Come to the Sabbath, Satan's there!