Rocky Mountain Way

from the LP The Smoker You Drink, the Player You Get, Dunhill Records, 1973



Our last harvest has wound up carrying us through the entire summer, and it’s a testament to the top quality genetics, not merely the quantity yielded; she’s an old Northern Lights / Skunk#1 cross that’s been grown in the mountains west of Boulder for almost two decades---we call it “Mountain Magic”. That timelime makes it impossible for this strain to have been the one that was keeping Joe Walsh so baked during his extended sojourn to Colorado in the early ‘70s, but rest assured that it was likely near as strong, given his reputation as a pothead’s pothead and his penchant for staying obliterated. From his work with power trio The James Gang to an integral role he played inside of the Eagles (at the very least, to inject some street cred into all that sappy-ass shit, aiding greatly in the delivery of Hotel California), Walsh has blessed every project he’s touched, including an above-average solo career. Basically, the dude is cool, eternally & preternaturally, COOL man. “…spent the last year Rocky Mountain way, couldn't get much higher; out to pasture, think it's safe to say, time to open fire…” Word.