Al compas del mundo - programa #86 - Hippie music and the San Francisco sound

Al compas del mundo is only too happy to present the 2,206,384^th musical commemoration of the Summer of Love and San Francisco’s claim to have invented all that was hip and groovy - quickly now – before it turned into a meth dealing rip-off scene. Blink your eyes and you’re 72 years old, hankering for some nostalgia and a just-turned 18, dew-eyed angelette looking to get down, you know, like a sex machine gal. POP! Goes the bubble and the smell of Acapulco gold – or is it ditch weed? – sends me back to Racine, Wisconsin cornfields, Milwaukee all-nighters at Cambridge Castle, and Madison madness…and they played this music! It was special then and maybe still is.

Hippie music and the San Francisco sound List - First broadcast 7-20-2023

01 Jimi Hendrix Experience - Purple Haze

02 Big Brother and the Holding Company, with Janis Joplin - I Need a Man to Love

03 The Great Society, with Grace Slick - Somebody to Love

04 Country Joe and the Fish - Flying High

05 Love - Seven and Seven Is

06 Moby Grape – Omaha

07 The Byrds - Eight Miles High

08 Quicksilver Messenger Service - Who Do You Love (Part 1)

09 Sir Douglas Quintet - She's About a Mover

10 Santana - Oye Como Va

11 Grateful Dead - Morning Dew

12 Jefferson Airplane - D.C.B.A.-25

13 The Chambers Brothers - Time Has Come Today

14 Beau Brummels - Just A Little

15 The Doors - Light My Fire

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