SAN FRANCISCO? OR BUST?
The moment of truth for the San Francisco scene was passed about the middle of last summer. Just about every group of note in the bay area that gained their reputations through live performances has been signed by a major record company and most of the emerging groups are making their ways through hard times on record advances instead, of through giging.
The moment of truth for the San Francisco scene was passed about the middle of last summer. Just about every group of note in the bay area that gained their reputations through live performances has been signed by a major record company and most of the emerging groups are making their ways through hard times on record advances instead, of through giging. Yet the GREAT RECORD which seemed only a short while ago to be only days away has failed to materialize. And the battle between the hip Lifestyle and the establishment record companies seems to have ended in a draw.
Janis Joplin left Big Brother to become a star, Reprise records is running a Pig Pen look alike contest to promote the Grateful Dead Records, and the Filmore features only “name” acts with local groups as back ups but just about every record promoter and producer in the Rock field east of Boston has sideburns and longish hair, owns at least three buckskin jackets, and is always looking for a place to score.