The Parson Redheads, “Burning Up the Sky.”

It feels like 1967 or so, and we’re on a lawn outside a West Coast college somewhere. A scarecrow is playing guitar under a tree. In the branches above him a woman starts cooing harmonies. A badger starts playing ocarina. One by one, all the people and animals in the area slowly joins in. Their voices rise into the heavens until the whole world achieves inner peace.