I’ve always loved those two first Velvet Underground records, obviously, I mean I am, like, a human. But, there is something to be said for the power of the band playing relatively straight rock and roll. There’s just something on these tapes that isn’t on the others, not even the other live albums from 69. Quine‘s reel-to- reel caught the enthusiasm of the crowd rather than their banter. Each dense murky disc is an insight into what is at the restless core of American Underground Rock. Where Loaded has it’s poptimism, its confectionery perfection and The Velvet Underground has its gentle sweetness, Velvet Underground & Nico and White Light/ White Heat have that angle like Aronofsky directing A Separate Peace. But not a single element of those albums define the VU, Their sum is larger than their parts. The Quine Tapes have that raw energy, concelled behind the tape decay, that must’ve sent people home either scratching their heads or starting bands.