The Fugs were wonderfully twisted, but they also sounded like big-city poets merely flirting with that distant concept called rock 'n' roll.
Henry Flynt's artsy music, in contrast, is firmly planted in the American roots music of his childhood. On
Graduation, recorded between 1975 and '79, the fiddle player and his group get all jam band. They trade their love for repetition and minimalism for open-ended excursions into rural rock that aren't too far removed from vintage Grateful Dead. Groovy.