
Well, DAC died so I went looking for something to listen to. I thought I'd give this one a try. Well.
Only his second album, from 1970. It's all spoken word with a variety of backing music. Two long story songs about the hard life in the Asphalt Jungle. It's about junkies and pimps and freedom and civil rights and burning draft cards and "he was a fag, shocking I guess to your puritan eyes, but that's freedom baby and mine to exercise." Demands for equality for black people, encouraging them not to listen to the haters. The music is bluesy, funky (I def heard a Bill Withers riff), acid rock, psychedelic meanderings. A bunch of hippie shit :)
Honestly, it's self-indulgent as hell. But man, not anything I expected from DAC. The guy was just all over the place. Since you can't talk about DAC without acknowledging his worst moments I thought it was worth noting that in 1970 he was doing something else entirely.
Crazy, give it a listen if you are curious.
RIP you crazy weirdo