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Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
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Theme by Anders Noren — Up ↑
Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
© 2021 Thoughts On The Dead
Theme by Anders Noren — Up ↑
The greatest thing Phil Collins ever did was ruin the Led Zepelin reunion at Live Aid by not having a clue how the drum parts went in some seriously drum focussed tunes.
If that show would have been a success, then we would have suffered more Led Zep, Phil put the nails in the coffin of the band.
Thanks Phil
Love me some Phil. Stop hating, haters. I can distinctly remember hearing “In the Air Tonight” on the radio (WBRU, Providence) for the very first time, and being utterly transfixed and awed by it. Cannot blame Phil because his radically revolutionary song has been overplayed and trivialised in the years since its release. It is brilliant. Even for 30 minutes.
Holy shit,
That is like the declaration of Independence, wrapped in the port Huron statement, dipped in the communist manifesto, and deep fried in sojourner truth’s ain’t I a woman speech.
In other words, powerful statement
I could wax further. Phil Hate is situational and easy low hanging fruit for the Hater Class. But the man is a genius. Seriously. His biggest fault: He wants to please us all too much. I can’t hold that against him.
The “In The Air Tonight” story is one of four points in my life when my music listening world was utterly rocked by something that someone else queued up for me. Others were (1) “Baby’s On Fire” by Eno on WLIR (92.7 FM, Long Island), (2) “What Does Sex Mean To Me” by Human Sexual Response, also on WBRU, Providence, and (3) “Good Morning My Love” by Sun Kill Moon and Jesu, in a record store in Florence, Italy, where none of the clerks could understand me losing my mind about what they were playing.
If you want to nuclearize your weaponizing, open up a few dozen tabs of this and play them all at once. Steve Reich ain’t got nothing on it.