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Saturday, February 14, 2009

SIGN OF THE TIMES


by King Richard's Fluegel Knights


MTA RECORDS
MTA 1001
1967
MONO


Remember the good old days? Not those good old days, the real good old days; back when there were dinosaurs, and a man could drag a woman around by her hair without having someone call a cop?

Remember the Saturday night jam-sessions, way back, before it was called Saturday night? The big guy in the corner would pull out that funny thing and pound it with a stick? And we all gathered around and listened, and looked at each other, and said "oooooh," and then some wise guy whispered "music," so we stoned him to death?

And when the dinosaurs left, and all kinds of things began to happen, like wheels, and huts, and then books (man, did we hate books), that word kept coming back, "music," "Music," "MUSIC." We couldn't stone them any more. There were too many of them. They would meet in large places, to watch these funny guys making all kinds of weird noises, and when we said "oooooh" they said "shhhhh," and then they banged their hands together and shouted things like "brilliant" and "wonderful."

What means, "brilliant"?

The signs of doom began appearing all around us. Tricky catch phrases like, "industrial revolution," and "socialized medicine," started creeping into our vocabulary; infernal contraptions like automobiles and rockets were obscuring our land and sky. It sure looked like our day was drawing to a close.

And when hope seemed most hopeless along came Ringo and Paul, The Spoonful, Monk, Sonny--wearing my goatskin, and The Monday and the Pappas--The Mommas and The Puppies--well, anyway, you know who they are.

When they played everyone listened, and said, "oooooh;" and heaven forbid someone said "music" or "brilliant" he was quickly stoned to death.

Not only did we finally get back to where we started, but we now knew for sure that "where it's at" is where we are.

And in the final analysis, music is at its very best "oooooh," and its very worst "shhhhh."

So give this album a listen it's really "oooooh."


T.J.C.


Produced by BOB THOMPSON
Music Director: Dick Behrke

Cover Design: The Personal Touch, Inc.
Cover Art: Jack Hetherington

MTA RECORDS A Product of MTA Productions, Ltd. 26 W. 58th Str. New York, N. Y.




SIDE A



A SIGN OF THE TIMES (Duchess Music) 2:22
SO MUCH LOVE (Screen-Gems Columbia) 2:45
MILORD (Alamo Music) 1:46
THE CRUSADES (Jaypaul Music) 2:39
CALL HIM BACK (Jaypaul Music) 2:40
PERSONALITY (Lloyd) 1:54

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SIDE B:



A LOVER'S CONCERTO (Saturday Music) 2:16
ENGLAND SWINGS (Tree) 2:38
LA MER (T. B. Harris) 3:23
LOVE IS ME, LOVE IS YOU (Duchess Music) 2:10
MEMORIES ARE MADE OF THIS (Montclare) 2:41

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Editor's note: some kind of defect mars the first song on this record but it wouldn't and couldn't be stopped. Which is a good thing when you get to a tune like "THE CRUSADES" which is rather brilliant with its Egyptian overtones and slack drums. Horns, jangly guitar, fluegels, snap drums, noodles and whatever else is being played carries the rest of the allotted vinyl duration and occupation.

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