Talk about becoming addicted. I discovered a truly amazing website this morning called BearShare and I’ve been downloading music from it all day. A fantastic archive of recorded music, all free after a simple registration (email/password).

For years I have looked for the only solo album recorded by the Grease Band, Joe Cocker’s backers. The entire thing is on BearShare and I’m now listening to it for the third time. Nothing compared to the marathon I described in the Hyde Park Gate tale when we played it nonstop all night and a neighbor finally knocked on the door, said he didn’t mind the music but could we please change the record.

I love it. By far my favorite album of the Sixties.

And very much to my surprise, it gave me the strongest, best acid flashback I’ve ever experienced. Shouldn’t have been a surprise considering the many hours I listened to it while indulging in that beautiful drug.

I also got Paul Kantner & Jefferson Starship’s “Blows Against the Empire”, another most treasured album from the Sixties, along with collections of tracks from Cat Stevens and Donovan. Even several works by Virgil Thomson.

(Like I said, an incredible collection.)

Thank you, thank you, BearShare!

[Have to say that Grease Band’s “Laughed at the Judge” is my favorite recording, from any decade. In the huge bedroom at Hyde Park Gate the bed was on a platform at one end of the room, with a little staircase leading up to it. I was sitting on the steps, totally absorbed in “Laughed at the Judge”. Patricia said, “Albert’s getting physical”. What bad trip manners, my dear Patricia, but quite accurate.]