I'm now listening to my favorite album of all time.
This is my favorite album ever. Nowhere have I ever encountered a better treatise on what it is like to be a young man - angry, confused, and unsure of where to go. All the lame emo kids WISH they could say something this profound.
It's really quite telling how the Who's albums are all still so relevant even today.
...Honestly, I've run out of ways to express how much I love the Who. You put on this album on a clear, hot summer day and it feels cold and rainy inside.
Not to say that this album is perfect, because it's not. It isn't even the most flawless Who album - that would be
Who's Next. It drags just a tad in places. It's one of those albums that demands your complete attention - it's not background music, and you can't listen to it while stoned (though the latter doesn't bother me, since I don't do drugs). But it reaches higher highs and connects on a more sincere, mature emotional level than any other album I've ever listened to, and for that it earns my top spot.
One question, though - why isn't this album as popular as some of the Who's other albums? Why don't people talk about it like they do
Dark Side of the Moon (or
Tommy, for that matter)? What don't people get? I mean, I don't mean to insult anyone's personal taste, but...geez.
Anywho, that's all I got to say. I gotta get runnin' now; always nippin' at someone's bleedin' 'eels.
This post has been edited by bbqplatypus: Sep 24 2008, 05:54 AM