White Witch
Formed in Tampa, Florida by guitarist Buddy Richardson, a veteran of the la… Read Full Bio ↴Formed in Tampa, Florida by guitarist Buddy Richardson, a veteran of the late-60s and early-70s Florida scene (The Outsiders, Soul Trippers, Noah's Ark), White Witch played an eclectic mix of psychedelia, prog, power pop, heavy Southern rock and glam rock, with painted faces, powerful vocals and some strange lyrics. They developed a devoted live following around the southeast, and their two albums (on Capricorn Records) are highly rated by some, ignored by others. Flashy vocalist Ronn Goedert was renowned for his histrionics; he sounded like a more glam Robert Plant. Some say he influenced Axel Rose, but that's debatable. Goedert passed away in 2000, as did keys man Buddy Pendergrass in 2003. Remaining members have played sporadically over the years. Highlights include "Home Grown Girl" from the first LP. "Showdown", "Class of 2000", and "Walk On" from 'Spiritual Greeting'.
ALBUMS:
WHITE WITCH-1972
A SPIRITUAL GREETING-1974
ALBUMS:
WHITE WITCH-1972
A SPIRITUAL GREETING-1974
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White Witch Lyrics
And I'm Leaving Woh oh oh And I′m leaving but I want you to…
Don't Close your Mind Don't close your mind There are places yet to be found In…
have you ever thought of changing jackson slade You say you need it, oh you need it so…
Help me Lord Looking back in a field of grass How long did I…
Home Grown Girl With a cobra snake in my hand, baby Oh, I'm coming…
Illusion So now that you are ready for the path that…
It's So Nice To Be Stoned A proclamation was issued today By the government of the US…
Parabrahm Greeting/Dwellers of the Threshold Just as the moon reflects the light of the sun So…
We'll All Ride High We'll all ride high in the saddle again We'll all ride…
We'll All Ride High (Money Bags) We'll all ride high in the saddle again We'll all ride…