Snapshots of the South: The Allman Brothers and Capricorn Records

MAKING AN AIR APPROACH to Atlanta is like diving into a monstrous tossed salad. The land below is a fluffy carpet of complimentary greens which seems to stretch beyond the distant curve of the earth. The open spaces are given over to the necessary compromises to man – roadways, houses, and Golden Tombstone drive-ins – but Mother Nature steadfastly holds on to the rest.