Who knew I would find my long-ago favorite Austin band’s seminal ancient LP, “Take Me to the Mountains,” available as a new CD from Amazon? (No link, I just got the last one, but they’re ordering more. Scroll down for update and link to “My Baby Knows How.” Good stuff!)
Well, I should have known. In this day and age, what can’t one find? Lead singer and fiddler Spencer Perskin is still around, I do know that. Ah, the old days in Austin, what a time. Everywhere you turned, somebody different was trying to kill you: rednecks, draft board, Viet Cong, etc. America eating its young, whoopee. Now we have “change” with a copyright symbol, America eating its hope. Funny how nothing really changed in some quarters. If you want something done right, gotta do it yourselves, I guess.
I had the original LP of this album, back in the Cenozoic. Had a priceless collection of underground comic books too, left in the possession of a succession of various people while I moved around in the early ’70s. Everything is gone now except for the Gilbert Shelton poster in our bathroom. That one’s a classic, and I’ll never part with it: Shiva’s Headband and the Conqueroo at the Vulcan Gas Company, oh my. I was at that gig and helped do the light show. Then again, maybe I didn’t! Reality is malleable, empiricism a joke. You need to remember that, in case you get caught in the wrong place.
(Man, if this post doesn’t pull in a bunch of googling weirdos, nothing will.)
Onward, chilluns! There’s still lots of work to be done.
UPDATE: Hey, I found one of the early songs on Blip.fm! Try it… (And for you Mac users, word: Audio Hijack Pro, oh yeah.)
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