"What have we here to hear?" I thought to myself as I rummaged through the dollar section on a quiet day. I had decided it was an ABBA day - you know, "Take a Chance on Me" - wait, don't stop reading yet, I'll get to the point. The album looked to be in fair shape, but was missing the insert and the jacket itself was pretty decent. The back photo featured seven guys who seemed to be pretty good friends as they were all mushed together to fit in the frame. Moustaches outnumbered beards, but back in 1977 that was pretty much expected if you wanted to be in a band and taken seriously. The only credits on the back related to the production team of Bruce Botnick and Terry Powell, names that seemed familiar but I couldn't place them at the time. I wasn't sure what to expect from the band, considering the sheer size of it, I figured they would be somewhere in between Lighthouse and Three Dog Night. As the adage goes, you can't judge a book ...
A place where I just blather on about shit that I either miss, or am excited about. Or I could just be deliberately trying to waste your time. I generally really don't know what I'm talking about. Sometimes I do. Sometimes this is like a stream of consciousness brain dump. I like to think of it as a reaction video, without the video ... mostly though it's just me rambling ... it's meanderambling. #oldenoughtoforget