[Review] Santana (1969)
The classic debut album from the psychedelic Latin jam band that stormed Woodstock.
The classic debut album from the psychedelic Latin jam band that stormed Woodstock.
Santana’s smooth version of this Willie Bobo song gave them their first Top 10 single and signaled the beginning of their winning ways.
A pungent feast of Latin, jazz and rock served in the inimitable idiom of Santana, this might be their best album.
Santana shows no signs of ending their evil ways, recasting Fleetwood Mac’s recent single into a smoldering witches’ brew of sounds.
Santana turns Tito Puente’s cha-cha into an international hit by re-arranging it for a rock band.
Santana’s cover of The Emperors’ “Karate” included new lyrics and the band’s patented Latin magic.
Although it didn’t feature a smash hit, Santana’s third shows a lot of range and brings a 17-year-old Neal Schon into the fold.
Energy for the universe from the center of a volcano.
Santana’s fusion aspirations blossom on this brilliant recording, which sounds a lot like Mahavishnu Orchestra.
Two of the leading fusion outfits of the day rally around the music of John Coltrane and the teachings of Sri Chinmoy.
The spiritual, musical journey of Santana continues on this brilliant album.
A gorgeously packaged triple-album experience initially available only as an import.
A magical journey of music featuring harp, strings, Santana and some jazz ringers.
Not a McLaughlin matter worth overanalyzing, simply a septet of songs in various permutations. The idea here seems to be to show off the guitarist’s range, from Mahavishnu to Santavishnu to contentious energy-lord of the avant garde. Interesting but rarely arresting, Johnny McLaughlin, Electric Guitarist doesn’t belong at the top of John’s resume. I’ll concede…
A king masquerading as a Duke, as Herbie gets his funk on, this time with some help from Santana.