In the 1990s, Roky Erickson was rediscovered. Psychedelia's forgotten man, a cult hero for decades, got a new lease on his creative life.
In the mid-1960s, his legendary 13th Floor Elevators roared out of Austin, establishing the template for rock psychedelia. Their garage punk squall was so propulsive, so “out there,” it spooked even the Grateful Dead and their San Francisco cohort. But years of struggle followed, during which Erickson’s schizophrenia was exacerbated by drug use and dubious medical "treatment," including sessions of electro-shock . . .
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