Psychedelic Easter Sunday with the Neighb'rhood Childr'n

We ate our traditional HAM DINNER last night, and I blame the digestion of all of the carbohydrates overnight for a spate of WEIRD DREAMS -- including one involving a gang of STORE MANNEQUINS involved in store burglaries.
That trippy dream inspired me, and I am now listening to equally trippy music during a PSYCHEDELIC EASTER SUNDAY.
I am currently listening to the NEIGHB'RHOOD CHILDR'N, contemporaries of the Jefferson Airplane on SAN FRANCISCO'S psychedelic scene, but more importantly, arguably the biggest thing to come out of PHOENIX, ORE.
Phoenix and its twin, Talent, are a pair of blink-and-you'll-miss-them small towns between ASHLAND and MEDFORD (my dad's hometown) in southern Oregon.
Rick Bolz, George Gleim, Dyan Hoffman, John Morrison and Gary Campbell started a surf music band called The Navarros in 1967 in Phoenix. After releasing a single on a local label, the band moved to S.F., changed their name to Neighb'rhood Childr'n and started producing wacked-out gems such as "Chocolate Angel" (lots of Dyan's moaning in that one) and "Patterns" (which seems to marry hot electric guitar licks with a roller-skating rink organ).
Ron Raschdorf and W.A. Farrens joined the group and the Neighb'rhood Childr'n recorded a self-titled album in 1968 and opened for The Who and the Grass Roots, among others.
I have heard that problems on tour led to the band's dissolution. It's a shame. The Neighb'rhood Childr'n provide a great soundtrack for a post-dream morning.