None More Sixties

Sitarswami. His name is uttered in hushed, awed tones wherever the Now Generation gets it together. You'll hear it whispered at an Amsterdam coffee house. Intoned in the back room of the City Lights bookshop. Called across the rustling depths of an Afghanistan hemp field. Accidentally amplified during a Grateful Dead soundcheck. Chanted at a Rishikesh ashram in the foothills of the Himalayas. Sitarswami! A mantra for seekers after truth, for the Love Children and freethinkers who are welcoming the dawning of the Age of Aquarius! Yet few have seen his face. His internet presence is no more than a fleeting shadow. He remains a myth, a mystery.

False Memory Foam© eventually tracked him down at an undisclosed location on the outskirts of Steubenville [Ohio - Ed.]. On the intersection of Meat Street and Eleanor Roosevelt Ave. Above Manny's Thirty Day Dry Cleaners. At the back. It was here, in his fun-fur conversation pit, bathed in the shifting glow of a lava-lamp, that Sitarswami gave his first ever interview.

S: Dude! Get outta here! Split, man! I don't do interviews. I'm not doing this one.
FMF: Tell us about your None More Sixties comp.
S: If you make up stuff I never said, like this what I'm not saying now, and put it on an internet, that will be your bad karma, man. You will die.
FMF: I did a cover for it, just like it's a real album!
S: You ripped off somebody's artwork and added some cheesy typography.
FMF: Yeah. Make it sound easy. [grabbing hit from bong] Your face is, like, blue, man! Green!
S: Hihihihihihihih!
FMF: [snork] What makes your compilation so far freaking out? Which it is.
S: By now, seemingly every 45rpm released between 1965-1969 has been compiled/re-issued legally or illegally and it's harder than ever to find something new to share. Hopefully this comp includes a few songs you haven't heard before (or too often) but I've tried to provide a bit more context by presenting four songs by an artist rather than one song by somebody and then one from someone else onto the next and the next until you lose track of who's who. All of these songs were issued as singles while only two of the groups represented managed to release a full album at the time, and only three or four others have been retrospectively comped. The other dozen artists released only a few singles. The one cheat I allowed myself was including all five of the Joyride songs (while cutting the barely listenable fourth Charlotte Russe track). For all Doors fans: make sure you catch the sunshine-pop cover of The Crystal Ship by the aforementioned, beyond fantastic, The Joyride! 
FMF: Wupes. I screwed that up, then. When I beat the tracks down to an ozone-friendly bitrate, I had to retag them all and they arranged themselves in alphabetical order. 
S: [sobs] Oh, man! All my work! A lifetime!
FMF: But hey! If anyone downloads it from here, which isn't likely, because he's probably out. At the library or something. He can always re-order them in iTunes or whatever. Do your own thing!
[Sitarswami hurls bong at FMF's head]