Альбом: Virgin Fugs
Исполнитель: The Fugs
Год Выхода: 1967
Жанр: Psychedelic Rock, Punk

Третий альбом группы «The Fugs» или «Уйобки», если по-русски. Обложка — это, кстати, фотожаба картины Блейка «Ангел Откровения». Но альбомы мы любим не за обложки, а за музыку. Что тут с музыкой? К каком-то профессиональном смысле ее нет. Такое впечатления, что просто друзья нажрались и под гитару орут песни, как они любят лизать пизду. Тем не менее кое-что получается занятно, а песня «CIA Man», вообще стала своего рода хитом у разного рода подпольщиков. Мне особо понравилсась тут песня «Hallucination Horrors»:

Benzedrine
Mescaline
Pot and LSD
I need an apomorphine
Hallucination horrors is what I got
Hallucination horrors is what I got

Strong caffeine
Heroin
A whole stash of hash
I need an apomorphine
Hallucination horrors is what I got
Hallucination horrors is what I got

Lift and steam
Methedrine
Chromo cells
I need an apomorphine
Hallucination horrors is what I got
Hallucination horrors is what I got

Groovy chicks
Under sixteen
Twelve inch dicks
I need an apomorphine
Hallucination horrors is what I got
Hallucination horrors is what I got

Empty rifles and
Juice car beans
Jelly jelly napalm
I need an apomorphine
Hallucination horrors is what I got
Hallucination horrors is what I got

Tootsie rolls
Jellie beans
Mounds almond bars
I need an apomorphine
Hallucination horrors is what I got
Hallucination horrors is what I got

Такое бы роскомцензур точно бы не пропустил.

Альбом: The Hangman's Beautiful Daughter
Исполнитель: The Incredible String Band
Год Выхода: 1968
Жанр: Psychedelic Folk

Это самый писходелический психаделический фолк. Я видел этот альбом во всяких топах психоделического фолка. Но до этого не слушал. А как оказывается зря. Все песни тут хорошие, и отличаются особым сказочным исполнением. Мне особо запомнилась песня Минотавра:

Straight from the shoulder
I think like a soldier
I know what's right and what's wrong
He knows what's right and what's wrong.

I'm the original discriminating buffalo man
And I'll do what's wrong as long as I can
He'll do what's wrong as long as he can

I live in a labyrinth under the sea
Down in the dark as dark as can be
I like the dark as dark as can be
He likes the dark as dark as can be

I'll even attack you or eat you whole
Down in the dark my bone mills roll
Porridge for my porridge bowl
Porridge for his porridge bowl

I'm strong as the earth from which I'm born
He's strong as the earth from which he's born
I can't dream well because of my horns
He can't dream well because of his horns

Moo

I'm strong as the earth from which I'm born
He's strong as the earth from which he's born
I can't dream well because of my horns
He can't dream well because of his horns

A minotaur gets very sore
His features they are such a bore
His habits are predicta-bull
Aggressively relia-bull, bull, bull

I'm strong as the earth from which I'm born
He's strong as the earth from which he's born
I can't dream well because of my horns
He can't dream well because of his horns

I'm the original discriminating buffalo man
And I'll do what's wrong as long as I can
He'll do what's wrong as long as he can

Альбом: The Cheerful Insanity Of Giles, Giles And Fripp
Исполнитель: Giles, Giles And Fripp
Год Выхода: 1968
Жанр: Psychedelic Rock, Folk Rock

Это первый альбом Фриппа, до того, как тот создал группу «King Crimson». Я знал о его существование, но почему-то никогда не воспринимал, как что-то что действительно можно послушать. А вот теперь послушал. Этот альбом очень сильно тяготеет к юмору, такому юмору в стиле Монти Пайтона. Каждая сторона пластинки — это своего рода юмористическая история с музыкальным сопровождения. Первая история про мальчика Родни, который был таким толстым и уродливым, что его травили дети, травили взрослые и он этого переполнился ресентимента и стал читать Рене Генона:

(Part One)

The saga of Rodney Toady. Rodney was a sad young man, because he was...fat and ugly, and no one liked...him. Children ran up to him in the street, and pointed, and shouted "Rodney is a sad young man because he is fat and ugly!" And then they ran away laughing. Rodney shouted "I will chase you, and, and hit you, and m-make you cry!" But as Rodney was so...fat, he could not run fast enough, and the frustration of his complete impotence made him even sadder.

(Part Two)

Older people pointed at him as he walked by, and whispered to each other, "Rodney is a sad young man because he's fat and ugly!" But they whispered loud enough so that Rodney could hear, and this made him even sadder. Rodney said "I can hear what you are whispering because I have extraordinary powers of hearing." And the older people would tell him that his hearing was as poor as his face was grotesque, and that they had whispered as...loud as they had on purpose.

(Part Three)

Beautiful girls used to go up to Rodney at dances and ask him to dance with them. And when Rodney, happy and pleased, stepped on to the dance floor, the girls would run away and leave Rodney dancing on his own, to make him look even more foolish than Nature had intended. [sigh] Rodney was a very sad young man.

(Part Four)

Rodney's father was fat and ugly, and Rodney's mother was even...fat and uglier. And his father used to tell him that one day Rodney would meet a fat and ugly girl, just like Rodney's mother, and they would get married. Rondey's mother told him that there were a lot of fat and ugly girls looking for fat and ugly men, just as she had done, before she'd married Rodney's father, who was a road-sweeper, and cleaned lavatories to earn more money.

(Part Five)

But Rodney did not want to meet...fat and ugly girls. And instead he bought rude books! (Tsk!) With rude pictures in them! (Tsk!) "Rodney, your tea's ready!"

Альбом: Come out fighting Ghengis Smith
Исполнитель: Roy Harper
Год Выхода: 1968
Жанр: Folk Rock, Progressive Folk

Это очень умный (в смысле smart) альбом Британского фолк-рока. Звук тут тоже с иголочки. Открывающий трек «Freak Streat» — это как-бы Дрейф по улицам Лондона. Очень подходит в качесвте саундирека к «Долгому Лондону». Эта тема продолжается в песни «Ageing Raver». Там поется: «The see-saw city of London - The jigsaw puzzle of light». Почти каждую песню, ее сложные мелодии можно долго разбирать. Трек «What you have» ?mdash; совершено невероятная лирика. Трек «Circles» на десять минут, в котором Рой Харпер рефлексирует о своих отношениях с отцом, и о своем детстве. Эта тема продолжается в треке «Come out Ghenghis SmithFighing ». Я думаю, что название этого трека можно интерпретировать так «Выйти из утробы, сражаясь с Ченгис-Смитом».

The social game we live in is based on possession
And if you think you own a body then you're playing
But if you think you own anything you must be mad
And if you think that you're owned - well you're raving
So come on now my friends let us kneel and pray
Let us stick all our hands tight together
For I want to tell you about your God
Who brings you your life's possessions and disaster
Now if he was inconceivable then how can he exist?
When that word has the same meaning as the word 'nothing'?
And he who thinks he knows what the word 'nothing' means
Has only his own excuse for an answer
And if he is conceivable he must be just like us
For he must have a conceivable being
And if he's got being he must have life
And if he's living he must also be dying

But he was the classroom at Aberfan
He was the teachers and the little children
And he was all the mud that covered them
He was the sky, the school, the whole damn mountain
But it makes me sick to have to sing you all this
When I know that when you were born you had it
Well society might buy its gods and power
But in its present state, well it's never gonna buy anything honest

Me and my friends, tell you what we're gonna do
It's really no secret now that we are telling you
We're collecting the Autumn leaves
Taking them home to the coal-fire scenes
And spending the snow-time painting them green
Ready for you all to see again in the Springtime

And if you think that either of us is right or wrong
Then there's only one thing we do have in common
We're both fighting for the very same breath
For very, very different reasons

Well the sky is blue and the day is long
And you ask me what there's left to believe in
Well, I say just hold what you feel in all your eyes
And give a big, broad smile to the world your passing
And if you think you're a 'Pop-star' you can come and laugh at me
And you can call me all the shades of half-wit sceptic
But if you're no nearer now to just being you
Then both of us might just as well forget it

In this song I've said "I" about ten times
On the record you could count many others
But I don't need wealth and I don't want fame
And I'll never need to count on my brothers
And if you still think that either of us is right or wrong
Then there's only one thing we do have in common
Well, we both happen to be fighting for the very same breath
What did you say were your reasons?

So me and my friends - tell you what we're gonna do
It's really no secret now that we are telling you
We're collecting the falling dreams
Taking them home to the coal-fire scenes
And spending the snow-time painting them green
Ready for you all to see again in the Springtime

Well Auntie Sally's coming back to life yesterday
And she's gonna ask me what the hell it is I'm singing
Well I tell you, it's an unimpressive song
Really, but it's fifty one ages long
But you know, well you know Jack
I guess I'm not the only one who's singing

Well, I'm sorry I've not written before now, Jack
You know... but that's it, man
There's something here anyway that I think you'll like-
Dig this lot:

Ghengis Smith was a silly old fool and a silly old fool was he
He mauled for his dough and he bawled for his god
And he called for his little cup of tea
"Ooh Mum", he said. "Does God go to bed?
Or is he a rich man too?"
She said, "In a minute, my son
I'll box your bloody ears for you"

"What do you mean
I'm a terrible queen?
I'll have you know your Dad
If he hadn't have died of 'athlete's brain'
Would have driven you twice as mad"

Old Ghengis Smith was not deterred
He bought himself a gun...

"I've got one eye on God", he said
"But that ain't nothing, man
It's the other mother
It's focussed on some good clean gun fun"

The gun fun escalated and the game just wasn't fun
As mother wept onto assorted pieces of her son
But never mind he left his child (we've got his son)
We'll bring him up the same
And he can die too, then like a man, yes in the very next blood-game

And so the game is played out on the sinking Wigan pier
With brass bands round the gravestones so that no one can quite hear
The prophets and the gentle people's feelings that are lost
Inside the ringing cauldron of the crashing holocaust

Farewell to you, Dear Ghengis Smith, I'd help you if I could
But there's nothing I could have told you that you'd have understood
And there's nothing I could have told you that would have done you any good
And "Hey there, is there much more room down there? All I can see is mud

Альбом: Silver Apples
Исполнитель: Silper Apples
Год Выхода: 1968
Жанр: Psychedelic Rock, Experimental

Hеобычный рок с синтезаторами м невротичным вокалом. Звучит очень свежо для того времени.

Альбом: The Crazy World Of Arthur Brown
Исполнитель: The Crazy World Of Arthur Brown
Год Выхода: 1968
Жанр: Psychedelic Rock, Experimental

C этого альбома начался блэк. По сути дела весь альбом это театрализованная притча о встрече с лордом пламени и лордом адского пламени. По идеи она должна быть об обретении высшего сознания. Но воспринимается это все скорее как страшилочка про продажу души Дьяволу. Но, The Crazy World of Arthure Brown — это всегда было шоу. Артур Браун выходил на сцену в корпспейнте и с пылающим шлемом на голове. Кажется, он до сих пор выступает с этим шоу.