How fricken' badass is the music that came through that place. It's got me fired up about music like I haven't been in a long time. The story-telling about the people involved, the motivations, also lives up to the quality music. Duane Allman getting Wilson Picket to do a cover of a Beatles song when all the other session dudes were out to lunch? Aretha Franklin soul queen being backed by all whitey southern dudes who definitely had soul? Greg Allman talking about Duane messing up his elbow riding a horse across a street, giving him a bottle of Coricidin pills and a Taj Mahal record, and that inspiring the Southern Rock slide mastery of the Allman Brothers, Derek & the Dominoes, etc.
For those of you who can laugh at high pressure blood sprays from severed body parts and fans of Japanese shock films, I can recommend Tokyo Gore Police, though I don't know how the Netflix version compares to the unrated cut I saw on the big screen.