Monday, November 24, 2008

72. Fleetwood Mac - Rumours

Damn, I loved this album. It was 1977. I was a metal head who was falling in love with punk, yet there was something about Rumours that grabbed me. This was an album my mother loved, my teachers loved, radio stations loved. I would listen to it and think that they just weren't getting all of it. They heard it as radio music. The songs were catchy. I heard something more. While it seemed like pop music on the surface, it had an underlying darkness.

I remember sitting in my room one night listening to The Chain while under the influence of some mind altering substance. The song freaked me out. I put the album away.

It wasn't until many years later that I heard about the messy stories behind the songs. And it wasn't until many more years later that Stevie Nicks became a cross between Shirley Maclaine and Cyndi Lauper. Which has nothing to do with this review. I just always feel the need to point out Stevie Nicks weirdness whenever I can.

Favorite song: The Chain
Play the Stevie Nicks song jumble!


HRH Courtney, Queen of Everything said...

I think you sort of have to love this album, not taking away from its actual greatness at all. I really can't think of a bad thing about it.

Solonor Rasreth said...

I prefer Christine McVie's songs to Stevie Nicks' but, yeah, there's not a lot to dislike about this album.

jon deal said...

Such a great album.

I had same kind of "freak-out" experience listening to "The Chain", too! I may have even been under the influence of *something* as well. Maybe. I admit nothing. :-]

Ah, the 70s…

Hell, I even like "Songbird" these days. Great stuff.

Arjun said...

Listening to the album, you really have to take in the lyrics. The dysfunction comes through on every single song. Stevie still loves Lindsey but he's already had enough of all of them. He's not demented like he'd become by the time Tusk rolled around (one of my fave albums? Just the Buckingham songs off Tusk), but the hatred had started pretty much. If all bands allowed themselves to become walking soap operas, they would create masterpieces like Rumours.