This was Classic early Coop.
Off the third album “Love It To Death” released in 71′ me and my friends wore it out. I’m Eighteen became our anthem, we all seemed to live the Ballad of Dwight Fry, but this song struck an odd chord with me and became my favorite head phone trip.
I had the 8 track in early 72′ and went to sleep listening to it. It was my winter weird oasis number. I loved it.
It fit into everything that band defined. Rock and the unusual.
To me the originally line up 1968-74 will always be the Alice Cooper Band.
All everybody focused on in our late 1960s-early 70s world was how great that John Bonham of Zepplin was, Keith Moon of The Who was, Charlie Watts of The Rolling Stones, Ian Paice of Deep Purple was. Shit people have even put Ringo Starr up there as a how great he was along with countless others.
And all I know is Don Brewer Could and Would of blew the balls off of all of them put together.
Written by Donny Hartman
From debut 1969 Album “Frost Music” Recorded live at Detroit’s Grande Ballroom