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Saturday, October 25, 2025

Psychedelic Jukebox: [1967] The Peanut Butter Conspiracy - Too Many Do

In the closing months of 1967, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy entered the studio with the intention of expanding their output beyond three-minute singles, and Too Many Do stands as a clear outcome of that ambition. The recording extended to six minutes and thirty-four seconds, a length uncommon for the band’s prior singles. In the opening moments of the song a sustained electric guitar chord fades into motion, followed by a stop-and-start rhythm section that establishes a groove underlined by a walking bass line and steady down-stroke rhythm guitar. The lyrics open with the lines “What’s the use of telling you my mind? You always look at me like I was lying” and proceed to confront a second-person subject with accusations of lies and coldness. It then turns to “Too many people running ’round trying to bring the others down”, outlining the speaker’s frustration with external pressures and judgement. Throughout the track the lead vocal is answered by shorter backing-vocal exclamations in a call-and-response format, which gives the vocal arrangement a conversational tension.

As the middle section unfolds the band allows the instrumentation to stretch: the lead-guitar voice, credited to Bill Wolff, takes on elongated phrases built from pentatonic runs and chromatic passing tones, layered over the core rhythm pattern. According to session credits, the band recorded at Columbia Studios in Hollywood and New York between January and September 1967, with Gary Usher producing and Roy Halee engineering. The engineering choices manifest on Too Many Do through a close-mic placement on the snare and toms that delivers a sharp attack, while the lead guitar is more prominent in the stereo field and carries reverb that contrasts with the drier rhythm parts. During the instrumental break the drums, bass, and guitar align in a punctuated stop-figure before resolving into the next vocal section; this gives the piece a suite-like structure even though the band adheres to a simple verse-chorus progression in its core.

The lyrics of Too Many Do do not describe broad themes but instead address specific behaviours: the subject is accused of casting stones, of looking as though the speaker should crawl, of wearing a frown instead of smiling. The chorus—“Too many do / Too many do”—serves as both title and lament, repeating that there are too many people taking action, many forces exerting influence. In interview, Brackett stated: “I also was able to record one of my songs, ‘Too Many Do’, and stretch it out to 6 ½ minutes. This was something very new and we got a lot of FM radio play on that song.”. While the group did not place Too Many Do as a chart-ing single on the Billboard Hot 100, retrospective commentary identifies it among the early long cuts that received FM radio airplay despite exceeding conventional single-length constraints. The album that houses it, The Great Conspiracy, is dated December 1967 and is often pointed to in band historiography as their moment of studio freedom. In its mix, the bass register is present in the lower mids, giving the walking line audible prominence under the guitar flourishes; the rhythm-guitar part uses repeated chord stabs with a clean tone, while the lead guitar alternates between overdrive-rich fills and more subdued melodic lines. During the fade-out, the looped motif persists for approximately thirty seconds after the final vocal refrain, allowing the instrumental energy to remain present as the piece concludes.

In terms of performance context the band had added Bill Wolff on lead guitar for the sessions and toured extensively in 1967, which appears to have sharpened their ensemble play and readiness for longer studio takes. The production credit to Roy Halee matches the sonic clarity present in Too Many Do, particularly in the clear separation between vocal, rhythm and lead instruments.

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Wednesday, October 22, 2025

Evolution of Genre: "Hapa Haole" and the South Seas Dream - The Sound that Shaped Mid-Century Paradise

Hapa haole emerged in the early twentieth century as a distinct musical form uniting Hawaiian melodic sensibilities with English-language lyrics. The designation described a cultural synthesis rather than a single stylistic gesture, taking shape when Hawaiian musicians began adapting the rhythmic conventions and harmonic patterns of popular American dance music to the tonal colors of the islands. This early fusion became widely recognized following the 1915 Panama–Pacific International Exposition in San Francisco, where Hawaiian ensembles performed daily for enormous crowds. The exposition introduced the ukulele and the steel guitar to mainland audiences, transforming these instruments from local curiosities into fashionable commodities across the United States.

Among the key figures who shaped this hybrid sound was Henry Kailimai, whose quintet performed at the exposition and whose composition On the Beach at Waikiki became one of the first Hawaiian songs to sell nationally. His arrangements, built around the steady rhythm of the ukulele and the gliding voice of the steel guitar, defined an early template that other bands refined throughout the 1920s. In Honolulu, Johnny Noble served as a central arranger and composer, blending syncopated jazz patterns with Hawaiian melodic phrasing. His work standardized the instrumentation—steel guitar, ukulele, guitar, bass, and crooning vocals—that would later be heard in hotels, on radio broadcasts, and in Hollywood films.

Through the late 1910s and early 1930s, hapa haole evolved into a sophisticated form of dance-band entertainment. The success of My Little Grass Shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii (1933) illustrated how mainland audiences embraced the idiom; a recording by Ted Fio Rito’s orchestra reached national charts the following year. Hotel orchestras and radio programs in Honolulu, Waikiki, and California became the genre’s main channels. Lani McIntire, leading his own Hawaiian ensembles, recorded extensively for U.S. labels, while “King” Bennie Nawahi took the steel guitar onto the Orpheum vaudeville circuit, demonstrating that Hawaiian performance could thrive within the American touring economy. Ray Kinney fronted large dance orchestras whose warm vocal harmonies and smooth tempos carried hapa haole standards into the repertoire of ballrooms and nightclubs across both the islands and the mainland.

Parallel to these activities, virtuosos like Sol Hoʻopiʻi expanded the expressive potential of the steel guitar, pushing the instrument into more improvisational terrain. His 1930s recordings joined him with mainland jazz players, bridging Hawaiian and American swing idioms. When Harry Owens composed Sweet Leilani and presented it with his hotel orchestra, the song reached Hollywood and earned the 1937 Academy Award for Best Song, marking the peak of hapa haole’s visibility in American entertainment. The blending of Hawaiian melodic imagery with orchestral arrangements and cinematic orchestration made the genre not only a musical export but also a symbol of the islands’ romantic allure.

The annexation of Hawaii in 1898 had already positioned the islands within the cultural and economic orbit of the United States, and by the interwar years, hapa haole had become both a local style and a marketing instrument for tourism. Sheet-music publishers in Chicago and New York illustrated their covers with palm trees, volcanoes, and hula dancers, while the songs themselves often named Hawaiian places and imagined idealized scenes of leisure. This fascination prepared the ground for the broader “South Seas” enthusiasm of the postwar decades. When tiki bars, Polynesian-themed restaurants, and resort entertainment proliferated in the 1950s, they adopted hapa haole melodies as part of their ambient soundtrack, merging the genre’s relaxed harmonic language with the décor of a stylized paradise.

Yet the tiki phenomenon also gave rise to another musical stream—Exotica—which diverged from hapa haole in both conception and production. Exotica albums by artists like Martin Denny employed studio layering, vibraphone, and environmental sound effects to create atmospheric soundscapes. Hapa haole, by contrast, remained rooted in live performance and direct vocal delivery. The difference was not only technical but also spiritual: Exotica sought to construct an imaginary tropic elsewhere through orchestral illusion, whereas hapa haole embodied the living intersection of Hawaiian and American musical practice.

Within the Hawaiian Islands, the genre continued to thrive through radio broadcasts and hotel stages. Singers such as Gabby Pahinui carried the repertoire into the 1940s, enriching it with slack-key guitar textures while maintaining its melodic core. By the 1960s, Don Ho extended the tradition to new audiences in Waikiki lounges, with Tiny Bubbles symbolizing the smooth, easy-listening phase of the style’s evolution. Even as arrangements grew more polished and instrumentation expanded, the essence of hapa haole—its clear melodic phrasing, its lyrical evocation of home and affection, and its rhythmic balance between island pulse and mainland swing—remained intact.

Throughout its development, hapa haole functioned as both an artistic synthesis and a social mirror. The genre expressed a cultural dialogue rather than a unilateral export: Hawaiian musicians reshaped American popular idioms through local sensibilities, and mainland listeners heard in those songs a vision of leisure, warmth, and gentle humor that contrasted with the industrial world they inhabited. Johnny Noble once remarked, “We took the rhythm from the waves and put it into our songs.” That sentiment captures the quiet energy and enduring magnetism of hapa haole—a music that turned the Pacific breeze into dance rhythm, the island twilight into melody, and the meeting of two worlds into something effortlessly natural.

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Thursday, October 16, 2025

Review: Various Artists - Psych Funk a' la Turkish Vol 2 (recorded 1974-77, released 2012)

Rating: 90/100 - Genre: Anatolian Rock,
Funk Rock, Progressive Rock, Psychedelic Rock.

Various Artists – Psych Funk Á La Turkish Vol. 2 was released in 2012 on the Turk-A-Disk imprint under catalog number TRKD2020 as a vinyl LP compiling Turkish 1970s and mid-1970s recordings remastered for the release.

The compilation opens with Ateş Bacayı Sarmış, credited to Rana & Selçuk; the track presents a repeating electric bass groove beneath a wah-guitar motif and layered male backing vocals, with a horn stab pattern that enters on the second verse and returns as a punctuating figure. The performance attributes a double-lead vocal arrangement to the credited duo, with a percussion palette that includes congas and a brushed snare that sit slightly back in the mix, producing a live-room ambience rather than heavy studio reverb. The credited Selçuk on this and adjacent selections is Selçuk Alagöz, who formed an orchestra bearing his name and recorded throughout the 1970s after gaining visibility in the Altın Mikrofon competition in the 1960s.

Yali Yali by Neşe Karaböcek places a staccato electric guitar ostinato against a four-on-the-floor drum pattern, while the lead vocal uses melismatic ornamentation common in Turkish pop of the era and the arrangement includes a discrete string pad that doubles the vocal hook in the bridge. Neşe Karaböcek’s published biographies list her career starting in the 1950s with ongoing commercial releases through the 1970s and beyond. Yali Yali has also circulated in DJ edits and modern remixes, indicating its rhythmic bassline resonated with later dance-floor curators.

Semiramis performs İyiler Kötüye Düşer as a mid-tempo arrangement built around a reedy electric organ figure that mirrors the vocal melody, with a production that foregrounds acoustic rhythm guitar and a muted brass line during the chorus. The lead vocal in this track uses a narrow dynamic range and microphone proximity that emphasizes sibilance and presence, consistent with 1970s Turkish studio techniques where vocal closeness in the mix was common.

Tatlım by Hayko opens with a tremoloed electric guitar figure and places a tone-bent saz-like lead synth over an R&B-derived drum backbeat; the vocal delivery alternates between spoken phrases and drawn-out sung lines in minor mode. The recorded guitar tones include an analog tape saturation characteristic that suggests the original tapes were transferred with an aim to preserve level compression and tape hiss.

Seyhan Karabay & Kardaşlar’ Nem Kaldı centers a syncopated bass riff against an off-beat acoustic rhythm guitar and a recurring bowed string line that enters in the second verse; the arrangement uses call-and-response backing vocals aligned to the song’s chorus phrase. The credited group name indicates a family or close-ensemble configuration (Kardaşlar translates as “brothers”).

On side B, Nil Burak’s Tatlı Tatlı arranges a triplet-based electric piano figure with a tambourine pattern accenting the second and fourth beats and a vocal that uses microtonal inflections consistent with Turkish makam conventions layered over Western pop harmony. Nil Burak’s published pop and folk crossover recordings through the 1970s and performed across Cyprus and Turkey.

Selçuk Alagöz contributes Malabadi Köprüsü, a track whose title references a historic Anatolian stone bridge and which features a bağlama-like picked pattern doubled by a reverb-wet electric guitar, with a modal melody that shifts between minor and dorian modes across its eight-bar phrases. Alagöz’s career notes state he led an orchestra and recorded both pop and Anatolian rock material in the 1970s.

Serter Bağcan’s 500 Altıne Hayriye Esom is presented as a long track on the compilation with a near-seven-minute runtime, structured around a cyclical organ vamp and extended instrumental passages that introduce a wah-guitar solo in the central section and a repeated vocal chorus that functions as a mantra.

Bana Gerçekleri Söyle by Gülden Karaböcek features an acoustic guitar arpeggio introduction, a tight snare backbeat, and a lead vocal that sits forward in the mix with a half-voice technique that emphasizes lyric diction; the arrangement introduces a string quartet motif on the second verse that doubles the descending vocal line. Gülden Karaböcek’s biographical records indicate she recorded prolifically through the early to mid-1970s and that she and Neşe Karaböcek are siblings who both issued records during the same era.

The compilation closes with Ali Kocatepe’s Hey Gidi Dünya Hey, a track anchored by a syncopated piano comping figure, an electric guitar that alternates between single-note licks and chordal stabs, and a brass arrangement that punctuates the chorus with short staccato phrases; the production places the vocal slightly back in the stereo field with reverb tails on the final syllables of each phrase. Ali Kocatepe’s career records his roles as composer, performer, and later as a record company founder.

Across the compilation the mastering choices preserve tape dynamics and leave transient attack in drums relatively intact while bringing midrange presence forward, a technical approach evident in the prominence of mid-band guitars and organs in nearly every track. The release packaging includes a printed insert with photos and liner notes and credits the release as an expertly remastered set from original sources.

Psych Funk Á La Turkish Vol. 2 assembles ten tracks that pair traditional Turkish melodic elements—microtonal ornamentation, modal vocal inflection, and bağlama-type picking patterns—with electric instrumentation, funk-derived basslines, and period horn arrangements.

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Sunday, October 12, 2025

Psychedelic Jukebox: [1967] The Painted Faces - Anxious Colour

The Painted Faces’ Anxious Color arrives in listening as a small, urgent relic from mid-1967 that betrays more careful craft than casual hearsay about teenage garage bands of the era would suggest. The record’s provenance—an issue on Manhattan (Manhattan 808) with Anxious Color backed by Things We See, released in June 1967—places the band in the narrow window when American regional scenes were experimenting with modal guitar lines and lyric images that lean toward restless unease.

From the first seconds the track stakes out a mood: an insistent bass figure, clipped rhythmic guitar, and a lead line that favors minor-modal bends over conventional pentatonic rock phrasing, which pulls the ear away from the brighter, three-chord pop of many local acts and toward a cooler, more unsettled register. The arrangement is economical—verse and chorus alternate without an extended instrumental detour—yet the performance compresses a sense of mounting tension into a roughly two-and-a-half minute single.

Formed in Fort Myers, Florida, the band who recorded Anxious Color emerged from local circuits where young musicians cycled through small studios and short-run singles; the group’s lineup at the time of the Manhattan single consisted of Jack O'Neill (vocals), Jerry Turano (lead guitar), Harry Bragg (drums), John McKinney (rhythm guitar, later bass) and Craig Guild (bass) and George Schule.

The song’s lyrics resist simplistic reading: images and turns of phrase suggest a speaker trapped in a restless perception, lines that foreground sensation and a searching tone. Paired with the guitar’s Eastern-tinged bends and the rhythm section’s forward motion, the lyrics create a feeling of anxious momentum—an emotion projected more by the record’s moves than by explicit explanation.

The record’s local performance history offers another thread: in south Florida the A-side received significant airplay and topped local charts for multiple weeks, which helps explain how a relatively obscure Florida group registered on the wider collectors’ radar later. That local momentum seems to have been cut short by the same pressures that felled many American bands of the period—lineup instability and the draft—so the single’s initial reach did not translate into sustained national touring or further promotion on the scale required to break a band into the mainstream.

The record’s afterlife is worth following closely because it reframes the original release without inventing provenance. Beginning in the 1980s and accelerating through reissues, the Painted Faces’ small catalog was anthologized for garage-collectors’ labels and compilation projects; a 1994 compilation titled Anxious Color and later reissues collected singles and unreleased studio cuts, which allowed new generations to assess the band’s work beyond the original 45.

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Wednesday, October 8, 2025

"I saw the best Minds of my Generation..." - Allen Ginsberg between Poetry, Protest and Spirituality

Allen Ginsberg arrived on the American poetry scene from Newark, New Jersey, with a formation in modern letters that combined classroom study and intense friendships formed at Columbia University; those early ties with Jack Kerouac, William S. Burroughs, and Neal Cassady helped shape the circle later labeled the Beat movement, and Ginsberg’s first wide notice sprang from a single, public act of reading that rippled outward into print and legal contest.

The poem Howl — written in the mid-1950s and first read at the Six Gallery event in San Francisco in October 1955 — was taken into print by Lawrence Ferlinghetti at City Lights Books in 1956; that publication provoked official seizure of imported copies and led to arrests of the bookstore manager and Ferlinghetti himself. The ensuing municipal prosecution focused on whether the book could be judged obscene under the law; after testimony by literary experts and a scrutinizing opinion by the court, the presiding judge concluded in language that has been repeatedly cited since: “I do not believe that ‘Howl’ is without redeeming social importance.” That ruling cleared the publisher and established a legal standard protecting works that possess even limited literary or social worth, and the trial’s publicity widened public attention to both the poem and the questions it raised about expression and censorship.

Observers who were there and participants afterward wrote and spoke about the case in ways that illuminate the people involved and their motives: Ferlinghetti reflected on the episode in later interviews and recordings with civil liberties advocates, often noting that the state’s reaction had less to do with a handful of coarse words than with the poem’s critique of mid-century conformity; as he put it in a recorded talk preserved by the ACLU, “It is not the poet but what he observes which is revealed as obscene.” That public defense by a small, independent press and its founder framed the trial as a contest over the civic space for frank, direct testimony in art.

Ginsberg’s circle was both literary and itinerant: his friendships with Kerouac and Burroughs and his companionship with Peter Orlovsky were part of a web that mixed collaborations, long conversations, and cross-continental travels; the Six Gallery reading itself produced quick, decisive publisher interest — a telegram from Ferlinghetti asking for the manuscript is part of the small, well-attested lore around the poem’s first publication — and from that moment Ginsberg’s vocation as reader, correspondent, and public poet intensified. His work kept drawing him into debates and gatherings, and his appearances and publications after the mid-1950s show steady activity across readings, journals, and small presses.

Across the 1960s and afterwards, Ginsberg moved between poetry and political engagement: he composed and circulated anti-war texts such as Wichita Vortex Sutra and advocated public tactics for protest that emphasized open, affirmative spectacle; the phrase “flower power” is commonly traced to Ginsberg’s efforts in the mid-1960s to convert demonstrations into scenes that dramatized peaceful protest. He also turned toward institutional teaching and formation, co-founding the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics with Anne Waldman at Naropa in Boulder in 1974, which became a sustained site for workshops, readings, and cross-disciplinary exchange.

Music and performance were recurring partners for his readings: in the late 1980s and into the following decades he worked with Philip Glass on an extended project that became the theatre piece Hydrogen Jukebox, and across years of recorded readings Ginsberg brought musicians into his sessions and albums — names that appear on those records include Bob Dylan and Paul McCartney among others — which placed his spoken voice into settings shaped by accompaniment and studio practice. As Glass remembered of their early encounter, “I happened to run into Allen Ginsberg at St. Mark’s Bookshop ... I composed a piano piece to accompany Allen’s reading,” a small exchange that grew into a multi-part music-theatre work.

Ginsberg’s engagement with Eastern devotional currents: he joined the public chanting led by A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada on more than one occasion, most famously at street and park gatherings in New York that introduced many passersby to public kirtan in the mid-1960s; a widely noted episode on October 9, 1966 in Tompkins Square is often cited as an important early moment in the movement’s public presence in the city, and multiple transcripts and recordings record conversational moments between Ginsberg and Prabhupada in 1969 where Ginsberg joins or echoes the formula Hare Kṛṣṇa.

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Monday, October 6, 2025

Review: Mixed Grill - Cry for Peace and Love (1979)

Rating: 90/100 - Genre: Afro-Funk.

Mixed Grill’s Cry For Peace And Love arrives as a studio project assembled out of Lagos session rooms at the end of the 1970s, produced for Odion Limited and distributed with Decca involvement. Recorded backing tracks were laid down at Decca’s Lagos facilities, then taken to Abbey Road for overdubs, remix and lacquer cutting. At the heart of the record’s propulsion is the bass-and-vocal presence of Ken (Babá) Okulolo, whose career before and after the sessions places him among the working pillars of Nigerian highlife and Afro-rock; his playing here supplies a steady forward motion that the arrangements lean on. The percussive plan is assembled from multiple hands: Gasper Lawal (credited on congas and percussion) brings the multiple-voice approach of a practiced session percussionist, while conga touches credited to Friday Posso and the drum-kit work attributed to Mike Kolins produce the layered groove the band uses as an organizing device.

Beyond rhythm there is a compact set of melodic and punctuating voices: guitar work attributed to Berkley Jones, James Eyefia (and others in the session roll), a small horn cast with Brother Dele, Fred Fisher and Sharp Mike, and keyboards credited to a player named Lemmy; those players arrange short horn hits, tightly strummed guitar figures and keyboard coloration so that the record privileges cooperative ensemble moves over extended single-player displays. Stylistically the album sits between Afrobeat’s rhythmic frameworks and the late-1970s disco/boogie and funk practices that were being absorbed into Lagos studio work at that time; contemporary reappraisals of Nigerian pop from that era place Cry For Peace And Love inside the same moment in which producers and labels experimented with slicker groove formats while keeping percussion at the center. That crossover intent—Lagos feels served up with a polished mix for international ears—is clearly audible when the drums and congas are examined against horn hits and four-on-the-floor propulsion.

The album’s title piece, Cry For Peace And Love, functions as an outward-facing thesis: the arrangement sets bass and hand percussion into a mid-tempo pocket while horns and layered background voices lift a repeated chorus phrase that operates as a communal hook more than as a private lyric sequence. Instrumentally the track places an elastic bass motif at front, supports it with multiple conga parts and a measured drum-kit pulse, and allows short flute or horn ornaments to punct the vocal lines; the overall production keeps the dynamic profile steady so the record can be used on dancefloors or radio without dramatic peaks or troughs.

A Brand New Wayo is the record’s most overt call to movement: it rests on a taut, repetitive low end and a syncopated guitar pattern that sits between highlife strum and disco comping, with conga layers and sharp horn stabs adding punctuation. That arrangement invites long vamps and repeated hooks, which is why DJs and editors have returned to this cut for 7" edits and digital re-sculpts—the track’s structure makes it pliable for club use while retaining recognizably Lagos rhythmic phrasing.

Funky People shifts emphasis more squarely toward groove construction: harmonically the arrangement pares back so that the rhythm section can press the pocket, with short horn motifs and interlocking guitar figures acting as meter-markers rather than melodic expositions. The mix leaves space for conga interplay and kit fills to ornament the ongoing vamp, which makes the cut a durable platform for DJs who need a steady syncopated groove to spin or edit. The track’s repeated frames function as a workshop for rhythmic detail—small percussion gestures are allowed to surface without interrupting the main pulse.

No One Can Rule The World introduces a briefer anthemic sweep through its chorus and melodic phrasing; the title line is delivered as a communal refrain, and the arrangement supports that by foregrounding call-and-answer vocals and horn figures that shape short, memorable hooks.

The album’s closer, Don't Cry Papa, pulls the dynamics down and opens space for more lyrical melody: flute passages (credited to Tee Mac on the release) and vocal harmonies take on a consoling role, and the rhythm section settles into a measured pocket that lets melodic lines carry the emotional weight without abandoning the album’s rhythmic language. The sequence of backing instrumentation and the reduction in percussive density at the end read like a deliberate coda, a moment in which the players move from the danceroom toward a softer register.

Two technical points are worth stating plainly for anyone working through the record in musical detail: the first is the way the rhythm section is built from overlapping percussive voices—drum kit plus multiple congas and auxiliary percussion—which creates polyrhythmic interplay as the album’s organizing device and allows horns and keys to function primarily as color and punctuation. The second is that the finishing work at Abbey Road, where overdubs and final mixes were executed, makes the record sound like a Lagos take refined for export; the Lagos tracking supplies drive and immediacy, and the London work supplies a level balance and clarity that was meant to make the grooves travel.

Biographically, Mixed Grill is not a single, continuous touring unit with a long catalogue but a session-name: the LP gathers seasoned Lagos players who passed through established studios and who also worked with other acts. Many of the participants—most visibly Ken (Babá) Okulolo and Gasper Lawal—went on to distinct careers and have separate discographies and projects, and modern reappraisals from compilers and labels have treated the LP as part of a Lagos-era cluster of records that were assembled by producers with export ambitions.

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Sunday, October 5, 2025

Psychedelic Jukebox: [1967] The Misty Wizards - It's Love

The Misty Wizards emerged from Detroit’s folk-psych milieu as a short-lived duo formed by Ted Lucas and Richard “Dick” Keelan, two musicians who had come through the same Retort Club/coffeehouse circuits and who moved from the multi-member Spike Drivers project into a pared-down pairing that foregrounded sitar and modal ideas within concise pop forms. Their only commercial imprint is a Reprise 7" pairing, catalogued 0616, released in 26 July 1967, the A-side It’s Love running about 2:09 and backed by Blue Law Sunday.

Credits attach the composition credit for It’s Love to Ted Lucas and show an unusual split of production attributions: the A-side is tied to Harvey Brooks while the flip is tied to Jerry Ragovoy. Musically the record compresses raga-inflected gestures into a radio-length pop format: prominent sitar figures and drone-like motives sit alongside tambourine accents, insistent bass patterns and tight drum parts, while the vocal presentation alternates lead and supporting lines in a way that includes both masculine lead parts and supplementary vocal parts that reads as a counterpoint to the lead voice. Both principals (Ted Lucas and Richard “Dick” Keelan) were openly interested in East-Indian practice and modal methods; the duo pursued sitar study and that Lucas in particular engaged with teachers in the Los Angeles area.

Promotion for the single was modest: label listings and collector traces document DJ/promotions and college/freeform radio pickups but there is no evidence of national pop-chart placement or broad trade success in the mainstream periodicals of 1967; the song’s circulation in later decades owes more to specialty radio and curated reissues than to an initial hit run. That later circulation explains how the record survived: It’s Love has been anthologized on various WEA/Rhino-style and sitar-themed compilations and lives on through uploads and small-label reissue series, which moved the single from local obscurity into the reach of crate diggers and program hosts on specialist stations and shows.

After the partnership the two men followed distinct pathways: Keelan relocated to Canada and became connected with the Perth County Conspiracy circle documented in Canadian scene history, while Lucas continued to issue recordings and has reappeared in archival reissue activity and local feature pieces that trace his post-1967 work and continuing engagement with modal guitar approaches.

Ted Lucas spoke about musical honesty and the effort of mastering instrument practice in an contemporary reportage: “You can’t b.s. on an instrument—it's impossible! Everything that's there just comes out. What I got to do is just get my head together enough so that when I play I can just be what I am—Hey! What a groovy title for a song! ‘I Wanna Be What I Am!’ Where’s a pencil?” This on-the-record line from Lucas is one of the few direct participant statements available in the press and it helps place the single in the mindset of practitioners who treated exotic instrumentation as an active study rather than a gimmick.

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