There is music that shapes and not only carries and enables me, but defines me — as I suspect it does you.

It is me and I am it, through the late 60s, 70s, through Progressive Rock, heavy metal, folk, blues, and anything that involved 110+ decibels live.  I lived the Rock Age, produced it, recorded it, played it on any number of radio stations from the East Coast to the West Coast.

Here I lay down the tracks that were significant to me and my friends in my time.  But beware: I do this for my own memory and not yours.  I don’t expect our musical tastes to be even remotely congruent.

First up to bid: Leslie West‘s Mississippi Queen “guitar lesson”:

This classic song of 1970, from Mountain’s album Climbing:

And from that stemmed tragedy.

On the other hand, who has survived the 70s and beyond?  That’s right, Leslie West.

He is the Mississippi King.

BZ

P.S.
You knew I couldn’t stop quite yet.  Here is a wonderful — the quintessential — tribute to Felix Pappalardi from his greatest friend, Leslie West:

“I love you Felix, wherever the hell you are.”