I've been listening to this band the last day or two. My mom had all their records when I was a child and I loved them then and love them even more now that Rhino has released their stuff on CD.
Friday
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I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that.
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Ahh, great memories. I spent many many weekends with my friends going to see Love live in the 60s. Arthur was incredibly charismatic and talented, as were the others. We were bonafied groupies and were also able to see some great and later-famous bands open for them. I think I remember girls dancing in cages and wearing boots too, but we were cuter. Love, mama
The fruit doesn't fall far from the tree, eh, Kate?
So Mama, clearly my groupie-ness is hereditary. When you used to tease me about only bringing home shaggy-haired guitar players, you should have added that it was all your fault.
;-) Kate
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