Y'know, whilst I never meant to fish for caring comments with this missive, it warms the cockles of my jaded heart to receive such warm vibes. Thank you all, and yes, I am still with Margaret, Cock-a-Doodle, and that aspect of my life remains very happy.
The whole point of this particular thread was to emphasise the power of certain records at certain times. I remember in my teens finding solace in Status Quo's 'Quo' album, especially that magisterial 'Backwater'/'Just Take Me' prelude, whenever I got bown out by whichever babe had fixated me that particular month. On'd go the cans, up'd go the volume, and all would be well. As I grew older and (in theory) maturer, more than music was needed to assuage my misery, hence the absurdly-sized beer belly that curses by waistline these days. And yet... even now, the right record, at the right time, can sort me out. And thus did Caravan's awesome second album last week.
"Why, why, why...I wish I was stoned outta my mind..."
'The Slider', by the way...yes indeedy!
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