Cover of My Favorite Things
I've decided I don't waste enough time on the Web so after a long pause, I'm resuming my reading of the I Love Music board. In a long thread about psychedelia, on June 14, 2006 someone made the following provocative comment:
I suppose if your idea of psychedelia is limited to lace bodice foppery, gamboling in a fen while contemplatinng the radiant beauty of Lady Farquar, Sgt. Peppers is the ideal vehicle.
Wait--loan me those tea shades of yours, they help one see so clearly...
Ahhhhh. Here are some antecedents of psychedelia, though not themselves psychedelic:
Ornette Coleman--Shape of Jazz to Come
John Coltrane--My Favorite Things
Moondog--Moondog (on Prestige)
The Byrds--Mr Tambourine Man
Harry Partch--Barstow/Petals Fell on Petaluma
Terry Riley--In C
Some of these make sense; others require some thought to fit them into this line of descent. For example, I suppose Penderecki's Threnody for the Victims of Hiroshima is mind-bending as is the Coleman. The percussion of Ionisation is the best thing Varèse wrote and his early use of siren helped stretch my brain as well. In C is proto-hippie, of course and Coltrane's My Favorite Things may be equally entrancing.
Harry Partch, as the maverick's maverick, stands alone.