Nope. Louisville KY. I believe that McNicol still lives there.
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My Lord.......the memories. Steppenwolf has always been one of my favorites. Joe Cocker was my idol. Saw Robin Trower in St Louis. Saw Iron Butterfly right after High School graduation. Right about the time they released "Butter Flu Bleu" - and of course the 30 minute "Inagadadavida" Damn, those were fine years....

Sure as hell was 500 times better than the drivel that passes for music today (I'm an old fart) :-)
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Geezzzz....I just realized I typed "Butter Flu rather than "FLY"...

This damned pandemic......... :-)
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That's the thing about the time we grew up in....music EXPLODED in the short time from say 1964 through most of the 70s (take disco out of the equation).

It's kind of funny but my Wife led a "fairly" sheltered life until she met me... :-)

But we were out in the truck one day and I had "60s on 6" on Sirius. Playing at the time was The Bee Gees (I started a joke) and she asks me "Who is that?" I tell her The Bee Gees and she says "I thought they only had disco records.."

I just shook my head and smiled....
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Why not??


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And while we're at it - these three songs had (probably) the deepest impact in my life:





And last - but not the least was this


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And finally, one of the greatest songwriters I have ever heard - and always told a story in his lyrics was this guy:



I loved this guy!! He (unfortunately) died too damned young.... :-)
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This Guess Who song was from the album Wheatfield Soul, that same one that had the '69 hit "These Eyes", it was the last song on side one. If you listen to the whole 10 minutes, it's a pretty good impression of a The Doors type song. They mention Kurt, Kurt is the Walrus in the song. Oddly enough the somewhat fat guitarist Kurt Winter had not yet joined the band, Randy Bachman was the guitarist when they wrote this song.



Friends of mine don't have the time
For food or wine
Just money is on their minds
Life is sweet
On a one-way street
They're indiscreet
And funny, they'll never meet
I gotta get a two-ton truck [Repeat: x3]
I gotta do it to a duck on a two-ton truck and fade away like Ron Rene
All right, all right
You got the magical mystery tour [Repeat: x3
And Kurt is the Walrus [Repeat: x1]
And the Walrus does funny things to the veins in his left arm
All right
And Michael is now a father, all right
And Michael is now a proud father, all right
And my good friend Michael is now a proud father
And Michael is now a father, all right
And that means Michael's wife is a mother, all right
Up the 13 steps of the gallows walked the condemned man
And time passes very quickly when death is near
After having completed the first step, the condemned man knew there were but 12 left
Before he would meet death and his soul would leave his body
And after having completed the 13 steps the condemned man was met by a giant cloaked figure
And with a quick flick of the wrist the man was dead
And his soul left his body and went down down down
To a place we laughingly refer to as hell
But none of us will ever go there because we're all far too groovy
The man's body was left to rot on the gallows
And a great multitude of black birds came and picked the man's corpse apart
Piece by piece
Limb by limb
Until nothing remained
And his blood melted into the ground below
The gallows was made from a tree created by God
The man's blood dripped into the ground which was created by God
Even the giant cloaked figure which was the man's own end was created by God
Even the man's soul which went down was created by God
Even the black birds which picked the man's corpse apart were created by God
And where was God?
In Flanders Fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses row on row
To mark the dead
To Flanders Fields the hippies go
To smoke the poppies there below
And feed their heads
And they're all friends of mine, each and every one of them, no better or no worse
And we'll probably end up down there together when it's all over
And that's why we say
It's all over and it's all right.

Songwriters: Burton Cummings / Randy Bachman
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Speaking of the "Rugbys" - These guys were considered a "local" band though they were actually up the road a bit in Ohio. These guys were expected to hit the big time - but it never happened for them. :-)

Damnation of Adam Blessing


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That is so damn good it hurts.



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**** it, mix a drink and roll.....













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