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Trip Thru Hell LP (Color)â
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The Story
The C.A. Quintetâs journey to Hades burned hot enough to melt the ice in their frigid Minnesota environs. A coveted collectable since the psychedelic record collecting disaster whirl first started over 30 years ago, Trip Thru Hell (1968) is rightly regarded as the epitome of local psych-cum-garage rising above its humble roots into something truly monolithic. Evolving from the local circuit into a hellish beast of keyboards, lysergic lyrics, trippy guitars and even subtle trumpet parts, the C.A. Quintetâs vision of the netherworld glowed in flaming orange, red and yellow as their instincts took over. Kicking off with the chilling psychedelicized keyboard-led instrumental title track, the album singes the psyche of the listener with an array of atmospheric beelzefuzz on âColorado Mourning,â sitar-like solos intertwining with fuzz and horns on âUnderground Music,â and the more benevolent Lucifer on âSmooth As Silk,â which swirls with keys and harmony vocals to underscore a brilliant melody. Mortals dare not venture to the sinister realm of the âCold Spiderâ and especially not âSleepy Hollow Lane,â a mistier place than even the Chocolate Watchband could dream of visiting.
Description
The C.A. Quintetâs journey to Hades burned hot enough to melt the ice in their frigid Minnesota environs. A coveted collectable since the psychedelic record collecting disaster whirl first started over 30 years ago, Trip Thru Hell (1968) is rightly regarded as the epitome of local psych-cum-garage rising above its humble roots into something truly monolithic. Evolving from the local circuit into a hellish beast of keyboards, lysergic lyrics, trippy guitars and even subtle trumpet parts, the C.A. Quintetâs vision of the netherworld glowed in flaming orange, red and yellow as their instincts took over. Kicking off with the chilling psychedelicized keyboard-led instrumental title track, the album singes the psyche of the listener with an array of atmospheric beelzefuzz on âColorado Mourning,â sitar-like solos intertwining with fuzz and horns on âUnderground Music,â and the more benevolent Lucifer on âSmooth As Silk,â which swirls with keys and harmony vocals to underscore a brilliant melody. Mortals dare not venture to the sinister realm of the âCold Spiderâ and especially not âSleepy Hollow Lane,â a mistier place than even the Chocolate Watchband could dream of visiting.













