It's not that I dislike the words
Though I must admit there are better words around
But every time I hear that tune
It really brings me down....
And then the organ lick from "A Whiter Shade of Pale" comes in. Never fails to crack me up...
It's not that I dislike the words
Though I must admit there are better words around
But every time I hear that tune
It really brings me down....
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9 comments:
Note to self: Adenoidally sung self-referential odes by second tier Brit rockers not as exciting to readers as assumed.
:-)
Wow, winner for whiniest song ever
Bitter, much?
Doesn't Lennon's "How Do You Sleep" qualify as a (superior) kiss-off song? And I could never fully fathom how "Solsbury Hill" was a kiss-off. I guess "Back on the Chain Gang" belongs in the category of wistful goodbyes to former bandmates...
Solsbury Hill was a resignation speech, not a kiss-off. I was just being snarky.
And see, I think this isn't at all bitter -- I think it's bemused and very very funny in a not-so-drily ironic way.
Do you have any idea who did the cover? Was it Hipgnosis?
dSmith:
I don't. But I have a friend who's an expert on all things Procol, who may actually own the thing, and I'll check....
Album Cover Design: Acy Lehman
Photography: David Bailey
ROTP(lumber)
Thank you.
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