In fact, I'll go even further - this record is the sound of immortality. It perfectly captures the swagger of youth, disbelieving of the certainty that it will eventually become tired of the fight, and inevitably mellow with age. That said, the last time I saw Ian McCullough on stage, he looked like a total badass who still fighting that fight.
This record doesn't recall remind of anything specific in my life, just the power and beauty of youth and, inevitably, the maxim that youth is wasted on the young.
"All hands on deck at dawn"
ReplyDeleteThis album was way over-hyped at the time (the advert in the NME simply said "The greatest album of all time"(!)); I was ready to be disappointed when I heard it (especially after the let-down of Crocodiles), and as I remember side 1 was a bit hit-and-miss. Side 2, though, is just glorious. I want to hear it again now!