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Fresh Cream is the debut studio album by British supergroup Cream. It was the first LP release of producer Robert Stigwood's new "Independent" Reaction Records label, released in the United Kingdom as both a mono and stereo version on 9 December 1966, the same time as the single release of "I Feel Free".  The album was released a month later, in January 1967, in the United States by Atco Records as both a mono and a stereo version.  To date, neither the original UK nor US mono versions have been officially released on CD, only the stereo versions ["I'm So Glad" is in mono on the US CD release Polydor 31453 1810-2].

In 2003, the album was ranked number 101 on Rolling Stone magazine's list of the 500 greatest albums of all time.


Track listing

Original U.K. release

Side one

1. "N.S.U."  2:43
2. "Sleepy Time Time"  4:20
3. "Dreaming"  1:58
4. "Sweet Wine"  3:17
5. "Spoonful"  6:30

Side two

1. "Cat's Squirrel" (instrumental) 3:03
2. "Four Until Late" (Lead vocals: Eric Clapton) 2:07
3. "Rollin' and Tumblin'"  4:42
4. "I'm So Glad"  3:57
5. "Toad" (Instrumental) 5:11


Released 9 December 1966
Recorded July - October 1966 at Rayrik Studios & Ryemuse Studios in London, England
Genre Blues rock, psychedelic rock, hard rock
Length 40:52
Label Reaction (UK), Atco (US)
Producer Robert Stigwood


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A Quick One is the second album by English rock band The Who, released in 1966. American record company executives at Decca Records released the album under the title Happy Jack, rather than the sexually suggestive title of the UK release, and due to "Happy Jack" being a top forty hit in the U.S. "Happy Jack" was not included on the UK version of the album (replaced with a cover of the HDH hit Heat Wave), but instead was released as a non-album single.

This is widely regarded[citation needed] by fans to have been a pivotal album for the group, due to the departure from the R&B / pop formula featured on the band's first release. Part of the marketing push for the album was a requirement that each band member should write at least two of the songs on it (although Roger Daltrey only wrote one), so this Who album is the least dominated by Pete Townshend's writing.

The album was also the band's first foray into the form of rock opera, with "A Quick One, While He's Away", the title track of the LP, a nine-minute suite of song snippets telling a story of infidelity and reconciliation. The Who would later go on to write and record the full scale rock operas Tommy and Quadrophenia.

The album was intended to be pop music, a sonic participant in the pop art movement. The cover was designed by the pop art exponent Alan Aldridge, with the front cover depicting the band playing their instruments. The back cover is a black-and-white photo montage of the band members accompanied by a short personality sketch of each (infamous among Who fans for Keith Moon's humorous assertion that he was keen on "breeding chickens"). A track listing, a couple of paragraphs touting the band, an ad for their first album, and a technical blurb are also crowded onto the back cover.

The blurb reveals the recording technology of the time by announcing "This is a high-fidelity record! For proper reproduction use RIAA or a similar Record Compensator setting." The album was recorded at IBC Studios, Pye Studios and Regent Sound, in London, England in 1966 with Kit Lambert as the record producer.

In 2003, the album was ranked number 383 on Rolling Stone magazine's list of the 500 greatest albums of all time.


Track listing

A Quick One

Side One

1. "Run, Run, Run"  2:43
2. "Boris the Spider"  2:29
3. "I Need You"  2:25
4. "Whiskey Man"  2:57
5. "Heat Wave"  1:57
6. "Cobwebs and Strange"  2:31

Side Two

7. "Don't Look Away"  2:54
8. "See My Way"  1:53
9. "So Sad About Us"  3:04
10. "A Quick One, While He's Away"  9:10


Released UK: 9 December 1966 - US: May, 1967
Recorded September–November 1966, IBC Studios and Pye Studios, London, England, United Kingdom
Genre Rock, psychedelic rock, pop
Length 31:48
Language English
Label Reaction Records UK
Polydor Records UK
Decca Records US
MCA Records US
Producer Kit Lambert


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Leary Holds No Ill Will; Just Irked By Haircut

"Warrants for their arrest were issued Saturday [December 9th] following a raid on the Leary estate which supposedly netted a quantity of of substances reputed to be LSD and marijuana"


(The Kingston Daily Freeman (Kingston, New York), 12 Dec 1967, Tue, Page 28)

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Why Jim Morrison Got Arrested Onstage in New Haven

Jim Morrison was one of the most mythologized and romanticized figures in rock history. A deep-seated anti-authoritarian streak repeatedly landed him in trouble, eventually earning the Doors frontman the dubious distinction of being the first-ever rock star to be arrested onstage – as far as we know.

The group had gathered for a performance on Dec. 9, 1967, in New Haven, Conn., where Morrison was "making out" with a female fan in the shower in the backstage area of the New Haven Arena, according to the late Doors keyboardist Ray Manzarek. A local police officer who was providing security for the band – apparently not recognizing the singer – told them to vacate the area, and Morrison reportedly replied, "Eat it." The officer brandished a can of Mace and warned, "Last chance." Morrison shot back, "Last chance to eat it" – earning himself a face full of Mace for his defiance.

The officer apologized for the incident after the Doors' manager told him he had just Maced the lead singer of the very band he had been hired to protect, admitting he hadn't recognized Morrison. "Okay, if you're famous, you don't get Maced," Manzarek said. "If you're just a kid making out, then you're gonna get it. So it was like, 'Hold it, man, it doesn't work that way.'"

The concert was delayed to allow Morrison a chance to recover, and when the band finally got onstage, the angry singer took the opportunity to get back at the cops. During "Back Door Man," Morrison recounted the experience in a profanity-laced tirade, reportedly shouting, "The whole fucking world hates me!" He taunted the police from the stage, calling the officer who had hassled him a "little blue man in a little blue hat," as well as a "little blue pig."

He added, "I'm just like you guys, man – he did it to me, they'll do it to you." The cops responded by entering the stage and bringing the show to a halt. They took Morrison into custody, causing a mini-riot as the angry and disappointed crowd took to the streets of New Haven, resulting in 13 additional arrests.

Morrison was charged with inciting a riot, indecency and public obscenity. He posted a bond, but the charges were later dropped. Unfortunately, the incident proved a sad harbinger of things to come.

Fueled by his escalating problems with alcohol, Morrison was charged with exposing himself at a concert in Miami on March 1, 1969, and he was arrested on Nov. 11 of that year for heckling the flight crew of an airliner.

The Miami charges caused many cities and venues to ban the Doors, effectively bring an end to the group's touring career. Morrison was subsequently convicted, but free on appeal when he was found dead in his bathtub on July 3, 1971 in Paris, becoming another in the long line of rockers who died at the age of 27.


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VERDICT GIVEN IN DRUG TRIAL

Four Found Guilty of Conspiring to Make Mescaline

ALL ARE FREE ON BOND

Defendants Say They Were Creating Motorcycle Fuel

  Three men and a 24-year-old woman. were found guilty yesterday [December 9, 1969] in U. S. District court of conspiring to manufacture mescaline. a hallucinogenic drug.
  Convicted were Mrs. Christine Clifford and her husband. Gene L. Clifford, 36 years old, both of 1809 East Forty-eighth street: Douglas C. Morgan, 23, of 815 West Fifty-fourth street, and Bruce R. Coleman, 21, of 3811 Harrison street.
    Judge Defers Sentencing
  The jury of 10 men and 2 women deliberated 3 hours before re-turning the verdict. Judge John W. Oliver deferred sentencing for a presentence investigation by the federal probation office.  All were released on 51,000 personal bonds.
  The defendants showed no emotion as the clerk of the court read the verdict. The trial started last Wednesday.
  The defendants each testified on his own behalf. Each told the jury that the group was developing a fuel mixture to be used in a racing motorcycle.
  Racing the machine, which was kept in the basement of the t Clifford residence, was a hobby of Clifford and Morgan.
  Morgan testified he knew the formula he had in a notebook was for mescaline but explained I that he intended to alter the formula at the proper time to develop the fuel mixture.
    Morgan Was Driver
  Clifford testified that Morgan rode the motorcycle at drag races and Clifford did the mechanical work on the machine.
  Anthony P. Nugent. jr.. an assistant U. S. attorney. contended the defendants were intentionally manufacturing mescaline which they planned to sell to continue their hobby with the motorcycle.
  Nugent contended that the notebook which contained the formula for mescaline also contained a formula for LSD.
  An agent of the Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs testified that he was one of the, agents who kept the Clifford house wider surveillance in the first week in September.
  He said the agents were able to look through the windows of the house and observe the activities of the defendants.
    First of 5-Steps
  On the morning of September 6, the agents raided the residence. arrested the Cliffords and seized chemicals and apparatus which the government contended were used in the manufacture of the mescaline. A government chemist testified that a material seized by the agents was the first step in the 5-step process of manufacturing the drug.
  The investigation started when the narcotics bureau received information that one of the defendants had requested the purchase from a chemical supply company of a substance which could be used in manufacturing mescaline.
  Other chemicals subsequently were purchased by the defendants.
  Attorneys for the defendants said they had not yet decided whether to appeal the verdict.


(The Kansas City Times (Kansas City, Missouri), 10 Dec 1969, Wed, Page 74)

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BERNARD N HASSALL
Register Number: 78618-011
Age:  78
Race: White
Sex: Male
Released On: 12/09/1988


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  On Saturday, December 9, 1967, while Tim and Rosemary were in New York City, Millbrook was busted again. Gordon Liddy was there along with Albert Rosenblatt, the assistant district attorney. "They had us in the dining room while they were searching the house," Jean McCready recalled, "and then they were handing out subpoenas to everybody. They found some stashes. Some marijuana, even in Jackie's room. They found some LSD. But not massive amounts of drugs. So then they came back with another subpoena." Armed with warrants charging Timothy Leary, Bill Haines, and William Hitchcock with conspiracy to create a public nuisance and criminal facilitation, local cops arrested six Millbrook residents, Art Kleps, Bill Haines, and Jack Leary among them. As a result of searches made during the raid, possession of methamphetamine (in this case, prescription Ritalin) and marijuana, found in the ashram building and in Jack's room, as well as possession of a gun were added to the charges. As Kleps was being loaded into a waiting sheriff's van to be hand-cuffed to Haines, to whom he had not spoken in some time, Kleps blew his nose and tossed the tissue onto the driveway. A watchful young deputy asked a fellow officer what he should do with it. "Put it in a vial," he was told. When The East Village Other ran Tim's account of the raid, the headline read THE GREAT MILLBROOK SNOT BUST. Unable to make bail, all those arrested at Millbrook spent the night in jail. The next day, Jack's hair, which he wore in the pageboy style then also favored by Jerry Garcia, was cut short according to "sanitation and jail rules."
  On Monday, December 11, Tim surrendered to the Dutchess County sheriff on charges of narcotics violations and maintaining a public nuisance. Accompanied by his new bride and his lawyer, Noel Tepper, Tim wore an orange turtleneck sweater, matching socks, moccasins, and a necklace. His hair, now long and thick, curled over the collar of his coat. Smiling, he listened to Sheriff Quinlan read the charges to him. Then he said, "Merry Christmas." After posing for photographs outside town hall, Tim was taken to the county jail for booking and fingerprinting. Pleading innocent to all charges, he was released on $2,500 bond. "To engender a little positive publicity after the raid," Art Kleps would later write, Tim decided to hold yet another wedding ceremony at Millbrook with both Haines and Kleps officiating. Killing two birds with one stone, Tim applied for a marriage license the same day he surrendered to local police. On the license application, Tim listed his "Usual occupation" as "priest" and his industry or business as "League for Spiritual Discovery." Rosemary listed her "Usual occupation" as "writer" and her industry or business as "Historical."
  In a wedding photograph distributed by the Associated Press, which appeared on the front page of the New York Post, Tim is sitting on a couch with a garland of white flowers around his neck. Barefoot in a white linen shirt and trousers trimmed in colorful hippie brocade, his thick silver hair was brushed back over his ears. On his face is a blinding smile. Beside him sits his impossibly young and very beautiful bride. Dressed all in white, Rosemary's long reddish-brown hair hangs to her shoulders. Her enormous eyes are outlined in kohl. Her chin, eyebrows, and cheekbones are dotted with red-and-white tribal markings. A tiny red leaf has been drawn where her third eye would be. Around her neck is a garland of white flowers. Staring at Tim with utter adoration, she rests an arm encircled with bracelets on his leg. Between the two of them, the attraction seems completely physical. Three days later, the newlyweds flew to LA. Their life at Millbrook had come to an end.


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Chapter 43
THE BATTLE OF THE SAND BELT

The Church, the nobles, and the gentry then turned one grand, all-disapproving frown upon them and shriveled them into sheep!

On the morning of December 9, 1967, half a dozen cops, at least, barged through the Gatehouse door when I opened it. I was arrested and hustled out to a waiting van where I was handcuffed to Bill Haines, who was already seated inside.

We both laughed. We hadn’t spoken to each other in some time. Pretending to be in charge of the whole works, and in my capacity as “protector” of the Big House, I had written a satirical “Orders of the Day,” in which I had mentioned that the young women of the Ashram would be permitted to eat one or two cookies with every meal since they were “wasting away to mere shadows.” Bill had taken umbrage at this, and sent word that I was not to darken his doorstep again.

This had been at the beginning of the Lumbering Behemoth phase of Bill’s unending battle with the opposite sex, which had caused a serious aesthetic degradation of our surroundings, as far as I was concerned, and showed a callous indifference on Bill’s part to my refined sensibilities in this regard. If he had decided to run a fat farm, how come only young women were invited?

“Well, Kleps,” Haines rumbled, “it’s nice to see you again although I must say I would have preferred different circumstances.”

“Likewise, I’m sure,” I replied.

I blew my nose and tossed the Kleenex out the back of the van.

A young deputy, standing there in the winter sunlight, pointed to the Kleenex and shouted to one of his superiors who was out of my view.

“Hey, the boo hoo just blew his nose in this. What should I do with it?”

“Put it in a vial,” the reply came back.

Sure enough. He took a plastic vial from his pocket and stuffed the Kleenex in it. Then he wrote something on the label. Haines was in stitches.

At the same time, I later learned from Wendy, other deputies were cleaning out everything in her kitchen that didn’t look familiar to them: wild rice, tamari, tahini, miso, bulgur, kelp; camomile, ginseng and sassafras bark tea; anise, fennel and other herbs and spices which might be something sinister, particularly since all of these items were in glass bottles instead of the standard commercial containers. Everything in our medicine cabinet was confiscated. Every inhabited building on the place except the farm buildings and the phantasmagorical residence of the owners was raided.

Wendy’s account of these events is in the Boo Hoo Bible, as is a reprint of Tim’s article called “The Great Millbrook Snot Bust,” which he wrote for the East Village Other after he returned from California to give himself up on the grand jury charges. Also included are some clippings from the Poughkeepsie Journal, one of which is a picture of Billy being fingerprinted while the great moose-like face of the sheriff hovers behind him, glowering righteously at this fake evidence of the law’s impartiality in action. The heading reads, “‘Outrage’ Says Socialite.”

Fake, I say, because Sieg would quash the warrants charging Billy with conspiracy to violate the narcotics and public health laws, criminal facilitation and maintaining a public nuisance. When the indictments came down in March, his name was not on the list of indicted persons. The Hitchcock Cattle Corporation had been substituted as a “pinch punching bag,” I guess one might call it. There was no picture of this event in the newspapers. Sieg did not remove my name and substitute that of the Neo-American Church, Inc., nor was this courtesy extended to the guru of the Sri Ram Ashrama.

Not having bail, Haines, Jackie, Gregg and I were locked up in the Dutchess County jail, a sinkhole in which accused persons who can’t buy their way out await trial, sometimes for months, in barred cells with only a narrow corridor to pace up and down in during the day.

In keeping with the great American principle of Trial by Incarceration in Stinking Holes, the un-rich are expected to plead guilty to something sooner or later, even if guilty of nothing, to attain the relative comfort of prison, and in almost all cases we do.

“Well, Kleps,” Haines said that night from the cell right next to me, “if I have to be arrested at all I can’t think of anyone I would rather have standing next to me than William Mellon Hitchcock. We’ll be out of here tomorrow, or Billy will be in the cell right next to us.”

He was right. Billy’s lawyer arranged bail for everyone. In the morning, we were put in a van and driven back to Millbrook, where we signed statements agreeing to appear in court when ordered. Then we were freed.


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