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The primogenitor of ’70s heavy-metal sludge, Vanilla Fudge crawled out of New York just in time to slow the psychedelic sounds of the Summer of Love to a primordial, Thorazine shuffle. With their ponderously dragging covers of hit songs by Donovan and the Beatles, Carmine Appice, Tim Bogert, & Co. were out to prove that rock could lumber as well as your heaviest piece of earth-moving machinery. Like many of its Mandrax-muddled contemporaries, the Fudge believed that if you could play a song in less than nine minutes, it wasn’t worth playing—one 12-minute cut on its second LP supposedly aims to sum up the entire history of music. But such silliness doesn’t detract from the quaaludal greatness of its version of the Supremes’ “You Keep Me Hangin’ On.” And as their later appearances with the likes of Jeff Beck and Rod Stewart attest, Appice and Bogert were more than just rock’s all-time greatest molasses salesmen—they had, like, chops, too. They play with Roadducks at 7:30 p.m. at Jaxx, 6355 Rolling Road, West Springfield. $22. (703) 569-5940. (Michael Little)