Here's my farewell post for my birth city. Chicago psych is fairly underrated though there were some really great discs. This is a prime example. Rick Saucedo garnered a much greater fame once he became El Vez, the Mexican Elvis impersonator. But this was his early psych work out. And man, it doesn't disappoint. It gets forgotten, like most Chicago psych does, despite the fact that it really has some serious moments of mind fuckedness. It's a little more Beatlesy and popish than it is a full on mind melt, but it's still worth a listen, and then some. And this recently soundtracked one long skating session, and it somehow completely worked. I must be getting soft or something. I guess shredding doesn't always need some punk/metal soundtrack anymore. But then again, I cry now more than ever so what the fuck do I know.
Transmission 6717 - Not Sucking In The Seventies
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