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Stunning original copy of the debut LP by Alan Sondheim's Ritual All 770,
released in 1967 on Riverboat, the same label as John Fahey's The
Transfiguration of Blind Joe Death. "The Songs" is comprised of one long
improvisation by Sondheim (electric guitar, violin, flute, suling
[Indonesian flute], xylophone, alto sax, classical guitar, clarinet,
shenhai [Indian oboe], bass recorder, mandolin, so-na [Chinese oboe],
Hawaiian guitar, koto, sopranino recorder, chimta [Indian percussion, cor
anglais, sitar, bansari [Indian flute]) along with Barry Sugarman (tabla,
dholak [Indian hand drums] and naquerro [Moroccan kettledrums]), Chris
Matthewson (bass), Robert Poholek (trumpet, cornet), Ruth Ann Hutchinson
(vocal), June Fellows (vocal) and J.Z. (aka Rafi Zabor, see below) (jazz
drums). An all-time classic of the avant underground, ESP-Disk went on to
put out two records under Sondheim's name and the group was name-checked
by Nurse With Wound. This album has never been reissued in any form and is
exceedingly RARE!

Cover is in excellent condition for its age (37 years) though the edges
are discolored. There is some wear at the corners but all seams are very
strong. Vinyl is MINT- and appears to be unplayed.

> From the Washington Post in 1998:

"Any tour of Rafi Zabor's apartment includes a prominent stop in the
bathroom. The ceiling has a hole the size of a Buick, which ordinarily
would be noteworthy enough. But what really draws attention is the fact
that the bathtub faucet is gushing hot water.

You say all faucets do that? Yes, but this one is broken, which means the
water has been going nonstop for several months now. It was born as a
drip, became a trickle, and by now is a full-fledged torrent.

Just as the modest Colorado River carved the mighty Grand Canyon, the
water from this faucet has, over time, made its presence felt. The
porcelain where the water hits the tub has worn away, revealing underneath
a dark, chalky material. This bodes further trouble, but Zabor, who says
he can't get the super to do anything, is curiously unworried.

"It's every Turk's dream to have a fountain in his home," he says. While
Zabor is not Turkish, he's fond of the country. The fact that it's hot
water is a plus. The Turks also are partial to hammans, the steamy
communal baths.

Why, Zabor suddenly realizes, he's living out a Turkish fantasy right here
in deepest Brooklyn! "I've got it all," he says.

True enough. Forget about the funky apartment have we mentioned the way
the bedroom wall seeps moisture whenever there's a rainy wind from the
east? and concentrate on the good news: Zabor's first novel, "The Bear
Comes Home," will be presented the PEN/Faulkner Award at a gala ceremony
at the Folger Shakespeare Library on Saturday night. With the award comes
enough money to afford a plumber, $15,000."

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