She'll step on you

She'll ride you high and leave you to die,

So watch what you do.

On stage, the 5-man Streetchoir is a pulsating unity. "We need another two months to really get to know each other," says Tschudin; but even now, when one of them takes a solo break, the others move around him, beaming with pleasure when he does something new and it works, each one truly interested in what the other is trying to do.

As soloists, the five are diverse and brilliant. Ivers, the most aggressive, plays harp at capacity volume, punctuating his solos with sharp staccato blasts shaking him from head to toes. Tschudin, scorning more pedestrian methods, gets high on his organ and builds climatic crescendos of musical phrases. As for Hillman, the other four call him the Ghost Rider, because "he can draw fast enough to shoot a knife that's being thrown at him." He has a wonderful habit of bending the final electronic note of his beautiful guitar solos--a habit which invaliably draws a series of awe-struck screams from his delighted fans, the audiences happy to discover a 3-performance-old group in Cambridge who know where it's at, and enjoy letting us in on it.

All lyrics copyright 1967 by Gilbert Moses