This is probably the best scene I’ll likely never write.
Readers of this blog know that I like to listen to music. Not so much the music that is pandered about these days, but rather the music of my youth—which is to say, strange music. I was into a lot of things from the late 1960’s to the early 1980’s, but for a while, in the middle there, I was heavily into progressive rock.
One of the groups I listened to quite a lot was Genesis. Foxtrot was the first album of note that I remember (because it was played on the radio), but I remember having Selling England By the Pound, and then on to Wind and Wuthering and Seconds Out, skipping The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway and A Trick of the Tail. After the various breakups I also bought And Then There Were Three . . . and Duke—
And it’s last that…
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