When I was a teen, I fell in love with hard rock. I seem to remember groups no one else can recall like Mother Earth, Uriah Heep and Black Oak Arkansas as well as countless nameless bands that had at least limited influence on my young malleable mind. One thing that I also loved was album covers, something now lost in the past since soon there will be no more place to create such art given that music has evolved into something that only takes place in the ethereal world of cyberspace. One of my most beloved albums was Jimi Hendrix's "Are You Experienced"? What I loved most about the cover was the lettering, something we today in our computer world call "font" but way back then it was just "lettering":




Of course the psychedelic music was even better

My favorite Hendrix song was and still is "Little Wing":

I never thought anyone could play the guitar as well as Hendrix until Stevie Ray Vaughn come onto the scene, who below also plays "Little Wing" as well as Hendrix would have ever pounded out the music.

Of all the rock musicians with sixties roots, none had more profound influence on me more than Frank Zappa. While the  sixties rock and roll era produced a lot of very good and even great music, there was only one true creative and intellectual genius and that was Zappa who created music you either understand or you don't.  People who appreciate Zappa tend to be smarter and more creative than others, while those who find his music distasteful are generally intellectually lacking and tending towards the mundane.

 

Black Napkins

Of course, all are dead, and both more famous in death than life. Odd how that often happens to brilliant artists, both musical and visual.