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The New Tweedy Bros! - The New Tweedy Bros! (1966)

Track listing:
  1. Somebody's Peepin' 4:31
  2. I Can See It 4:06
  3. I'd Go Anywhere 2:28
  4. Danny's Song 2:51
  5. Wheels Of Fortune 4:25
  6. I See You're Lookin Fine 2:33
  7. What's Wrong With That 3:23
  8. Someone Just Passed By 3:29
  9. Her Darkness In December (Drone Song)
  10. Lazy Livin 1:21
  11. Her Darkness In December (Alt. Version)
  12. Good Time Car 2:07
  13. Terms Of, You Love Me 2:01

Notes


Reissue of the lone album this SF-based psych band, originally issued in 1966. This is a legit reissue, with three bonus tracks (now packaged in regular jewel case). "This album became to most sought after Psych album and so many collectors love it. It was recorded in 1968. New Tweedy where based in San Francisco and played several times at the Fillmore with bands such as Grateful Dead, Them, Beach Boys and 13th Floor Elevators. Because of a very bad manangement this album never had an official release and came only out as a very limited pressing way back than. Every track is a winner." "Even better is the much-rumored but long-lost music inside, which manages to hit all the worthwhile points of early-SF songage in a way that often betters their more-known contemps. Starting from a sorta jugband/Byrds base (surprise), they head straight out from there: 'What's wrong With That' kicks up a kazoo-led jug-blues wail that leaves even the Charlatans just sitting there; 'Wheels of Fortune' deals in a mystic-folk code so obscure that it achieves some weird protest anthem status, at least until somebody flips a switch and the cosmos stops by for a visit; 'I Can See It' is the sorta driving folk-pounding that Moby Grape or the Springfield woulda killed for, with a great spaced/jazzy drop at the end.; and so on, and so on.... Every cut kills , the sound is nicely lo-fi, and this one pushes all the right buttons with a naïvely blasted optimism that's really hard to put into words but that will absolutely slay anyone whose head is into this stuff."