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!
Acura Rsx Club
2 years ago