Nothing, and I quite literally mean NOTHING says Sunday afternoon football and snacks with family and loved ones like the throat-piercing hook of Iron Butterfly’s In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida.
While my folks and SO are upstairs enjoying halftime snacks and drinks, I’m riding the psychedelic roller coaster in the basement (man, do I miss basements), enjoying some homemade sangria, and of course, this 17-minute opus.
Halftime should be long enough for an entire album, don’t you think? Anyway, I hope everybody is enjoying this wet, rainy Midwestern day as much as I am.
The Prudent Groove 
Like you I remember this fondly… But let’s be honest, it’s turgid rubbish undeserving of it’s reputation. So why did I buy the lavish CD re-issue with hologram cover? Must’ve been the sangria I guess.
It was a great way to break up a day of eating, drinking, laughing and scratching. I personally don’t own this album, but will be looking for it when I get back into town. I hope your CD gets a reluctant spin from time to time 🙂