Released in 1969, what we have here is a tune that lyrically concerns itself with, and I quote, "imaginary elves," "castles in the air," and a "misty mountain forest"... all accompanied by Renn-Faire appropriate artwork. Still reading? Hope so, as instrumentally, this folk funks, getting particularly nasty just before the three minute mark. Swathed in reverb, the vox devolve, the drummer gets some, and shit breaks into what could only be described as someone taking a solo whistling through a blade of grass. So, you in . . .
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