Here is a serious rock n' roll classic born in those heavy days in San Francisco, when America endured its cultural revolution and one can almost smell the marijuana smoke drifting over the fiercely dancing hipsters that presumably constituted the assembled audience. Quicksilver Messenger Service is a mostly overlooked, though fundamental, band that contributed much to the scene that was called psychedelic. I dig them more than their overplayed and less talented contemporaries, the Grateful Dead.
If you prefer the album version, then get down on it.
