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They came careening
out of New Jersey—where else?—in the summer of '66 and
released one fabulously rare, incredibly insane 45 that instantly
became the stuff of legend, then disappeared in a puff of smoke
and asparagus. But unknown to all, they also recorded an entire
albums worth of material, twice (once for good luck), in New Mexico
and California, which has lain dormant ... until now! Few '60s
groups were this raw, this untamed, this ... just plain weird!
We had to find out just what poseessed them, so we got the group
scoop direct from leader Roger Kelley, aka Kelley Rogers. Titles
like "Green Things Have Entered My Skin, Gladys" only
tell part of the story—these guys have got to be heard to
be believed!
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