Boy this track brought me out in chills.
It reminded me why I never crossed the divide between enthusiastic pub rocker to recording artist. Being told by a bad-tempered oaf, with beer gut, dodgy beard and ironic t-shirt, that I was out of time, yet again, did it for me. Luckily for us, Bryan MacLean and Johnny Echols, guitarists with Arthur Lee’s Love, were more resilient.
To get the full effect you need to listen to all 8 mins 17 secs of it. Especially the last 17. The iTunes snippet gives only a hint. (The track appears on the later expanded version of the album, not the original.)
