Here's another one. My brother handed me a cassette of these guys back in the day as I boarded an Amtrack from Sactown to downtown L.A. I said "yeah, sure whatever man.". And as I got on the train with a lid of weed, 3 drops of high-powered blotter acid, and a bottle of Jim Morrison's favorite, Old Bushmills, I was ready to roll:
I was floored by the soundtrack. They're a group of truely talented musicians.
Ah, the good ole days. Couldn't do that now. It'd stop my heart.