Holy fucking shit. My brother had this album that I listened to constantly. Somebody finally ripped a nice sounding copy to mp3. It's all piano and Moogs. It contains the spookiest version of Summertime you'll ever hear.
A couple weeks ago Dad asked if I thought I could sell Bob's records up here. My answer was "SELL?!??" There's a bunch of stuff that I know ain't on CD that I haven't heard in eons. I'll rip a bunch of it. My nephew Ryan is coming up to visit over Spring break and I'll have him bring them up. Finding this one saves me the trouble of having to rip this album.
Monday, March 1, 2010
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