
the ecstacy was pure...
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yes, absolutely 5/5; this is one of the top ten 'desert island' LPs--can you still hear it in your memory? i can, totally.
although mastered & re-mastered, it is still somehow unaffected.
from the time when the intensity, the novelty, and the ecstacy was pure & not analyzed,
the downside(s) yet unexpected.
it was a metaphor for the era,
a touchstone for a generation, a genre, and for america.
bless woodstock, it's promoters, the town it was in, the farm that it was on (& the farm's owner, thank you Max!), the performers & attendees...
"AND--here-we-go-again...
uncle sam needs your help again,
got himself in a terrible jam,
way down yonder in -- -
put down your books,
pick up a gun,
blow them all to kingdom come--
and it's...
(refrain) 1,2,3 what are we fighting 4? Don't ask me...."
"Louder!!"
"next stop is...-- -" and it's...
"5,6,7 open up the pearly gates,
well, it ain't no time to wonder why,
WHOOPIE....
Review ID: 10000000001546556

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