About two years ago I was on my way to San Francisco when I found a broken cassette at a gas station. It had spooled out all over the place and was in bad shape, and the only thing it said on it was “6/12/76 demos” scrawled on one side and “arthur hamidi 82601 fr zo” on the other side. I was intrigued, so my friend Dan helped me spool back the tape into its original casing. Those four tracks that we did get to hear were… incredible.