Le 17 Aout 2010
Si "One The Road Again" est le tube incontournable de Canned Heat, l'un des groupes phares de Los Angeles dans les années soixante, moi je préfère le sublime "Going Up To The Country", leur hymne envoûtant à la liberté hippie (à voir la dégaine de Jim Horn et son playback à la flûte traversière, çà devait y aller sec question LSD). Un an plus tard, le chanteur Alan Wilson rejoindra Janis Joplin, Robert Johnson, Brian Jones, Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison et Kurt Cobain dans le Club 27 rassemblant les rockstars carbonisées à 27 ans.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NPDKmPjIDQo
I'm going up the country, babe don't you wanna go I'm going up the country, babe don't you wanna go I'm going to some place where I've never been before I'm going, I'm going where the water tastes like wine Well I'm going where the water tastes like wine We can jump in the water, stay drunk all the time I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away All this fussing and fighting, man, you know I sure can't stay Now baby, pack your leaving trunk, you know we've got to leave today Just exactly where we're going I cannot say, but We might even leave the USA 'Cause there's a brand new game that I want to play No use of you running, or screaming and crying 'Cause you've got a home as long as I've got mine