![]() At summer’s end, suffused with the Haight’s baddest vibes, Peterson and his bandmates took to Amigo Studios in North Hollywood to capture their fried acid trips on tape. For droves of locals, the demise of Chocolate George signified the Summer of Love’s departure.įrom his apartment at 369 Haight Street, San Francisco musician Dickie Peterson looked down on the deathscape of Chocolate George’s last ride. On August 24, 1967, a prominent Hell’s Angel known as Chocolate George cruised Haight and crashed-at high speed and most likely high otherwise-into the back of a ’55 Chevy. In less than two decades of activity, Angels had racked up more than 800 felony arrests-for sexual aberrations, drug charges, assault, and even attempted murder. They loathed Berkeley’s politico set and were far from peaceniks. The Angels turned on and, for the most part, got along with psychedelic types who just liked to get high and groove. Hippie harbingers Ken Kesey and his Merry Pranksters had established ties to the Angels in ’65, introducing the biker brutes to LSD at a house happening in the hills of nearby La Honda. Throughout the summer, leather-clad Hells Angels had become a fixture in the San Francisco scene, their Harleys crowding sidewalks outside the Fillmore West and the Carousel Ballroom, on nights when hometown rock n’ roll heroes the Grateful Dead or Big Brother and the Holding Company crowded the stage. Haight-Ashbury, what remained of it, had become an open-air market for illicit substances, overrun with speed freaks, panhandlers, and Hell’s Angels motorcycle club adherents. The transient young people who’d invaded the Bay Area to cash in on the media’s cheap drugs/free love promises had departed for points east. In the fall of 1967, signs of San Francisco’s darkening fell like leaves. Compact disc is packaged in standard Numero slipcase, with digipak and 40-page book, limited to 2000 copies. 24 pages documenting the creeping existential dread of the hard rock underground are tucked into the gatefold pocket alongside two dead dinosaur-heavy LPs. Lifted from the ashes of the acid rock hell fire are 18 distorted tales of dope fiends, pill poppers, and the baddest of trips.ĭeluxe 2LP comes housed in a blacklight poster-style jacket illustrated by Benjamin Marra, replete with flocking and lysergic neon. Implementing deafening fuzz and satanic screams to create their proto-metal monstrosities, short-lived stoner bands pressed their lysergic experiments in microscopic quantities before blacking out entirely. Tainted LSD, loud motorcycles, and a series of brutal deaths spawned inspiration for guitar-wielding teenagers across the globe. ![]() ![]() South Georgia & South Sandwich Islands (USD $)Īs the hippie movement hurtled towards its imminent demise, bad vibes infiltrated the rock world. ![]()
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