Hear Grace Slick’s Hair-Raising Vocals in the Isolated Track for “White Rabbit” (1967)

The air­plane always one of my fav. Groups.

Darned if I did­n’t just have a flash back to 1972. Whoa! I’m glad to be a proud fol­low­er of the Christ now, however,it is great to remem­ber where I was ran­somed from. May Jesus touch every­one who reads this, because He is com­ing back soon to claim His own Be one of His fol­low­ers or be lost. I love you all ❤️ God bless and give you His sal­va­tion.

Thanks for all of these clips! I love Grace and nev­er ever get tired of the whole White Rab­bit sound. It takes me back to 1968 and a whole dif­fer­ent world. I am 78 now.

Saw the Air­plane sev­er­al times over the years. First in late’67, spring of’68 and spring of ‘69. As it might be sur­mised, the band was an all time favorite. I don’t care if Grace sang a cook­book, I would have bought it. Hear­ing this iso­la­tion vocal is absolute­ly amaz­ing.
I’ve met her twice. Inter­est­ing, well thought out respons­es, smart ass sense of humor intact. The music world — and ours — has been made all the rich­er for her being here.

Yes, Great song, Great voice. I love that song, music words and Grace Slick each time I hear it. Thank Grace Slick and her tal­ent. No Non­sense. Sin­cere­ly, Irene Osborn.….. I hope Ms Slick is doing well

First heard this in San Fran­cis­co on the radio, loved song way back then, love it still 2024 “White Rab­bit” 🐇 coolest song 🥰💜

THANKS FOR MAKING ME A LIFE TIME DRUG ADDICT I BELONG IN GUINNESS WORLD BOOK OF RECORDS. BIG H FOR 53 YEARS. What a life God bless me.

It takes all kinds of expe­ri­ences to make up human life.
I’m 72 years old and I know now that,for me, there was no chance that I would ever be any­thing but a Chris­t­ian.
My Mom and Dad were young devout Chris­tians when they were mar­ried (in the sanc­tu­ary of what is now the music venue The Taber­na­cle (sp?) in Atlanta. I know that they had planned their life togeth­er and I was the first child of that plan.
Dad­dy was raised by a devout, devout Chris­t­ian, a prayer-cen­tered woman and her hus­band who was a lino­typer at the AtlantaJournal/Constitution and a drinker ’til my father was 9, when he con­tract­ed pneu­mo­nia and near­ly died. Grand­dad­dy bar­gained with God for my Dad’s life: “Please don’t take my boy, and I will nev­er touch anoth­er drop.
He was as good as his word.
Dad­dy lived.
He grew there in East Atlanta and joined the Navy after grad­u­at­ing from Grady H.S. and was sent to the South Pacif­ic to fight. The Japan­ese Impe­r­i­al Navy. The War was won, he came home (hav­ing giv­en his life to Jesus while on duty). He had a plan and he car­ried it out. He and Mom mar­ried and he went to school on the G.I.Bill.
I am cer­tain that Mom and Dad prayed before retir­ing on the night I was con­ceived. And the next morn­ing they prayed when they awak­ened as I was begin­ing to become the per­son I am.
But, I digress.
I’m mar­ried (25 years) to the Moth­er of my twins who are young adults now..They have three old­er sib­lings.
We are very hap­py togeth­er. I pray and med­i­tate every day and am amazed that as a young man (17 years old in 1969) I was fas­ci­nat­ed with the Bea­t­les spir­i­tu­al pur­suits.
As a step in my recov­ery from addic­tion I made prayer and med­i­ta­tion a part of my prac­tice each day.
And I have found the path to peace for which I began search­ing all those years ago.
The word “wit­ness” in Greek “mar­ty­ros” from which, of course, comes our word mar­tyr. We want to know Christ? We tell the sto­ry of His life.
Our lives tell the sto­ry.
May Prov­i­dence grant that I live my life so that oth­ers see Jesus in me.
God Bless You, Friend.🌹🙏❤😁🙏