After a truly full and exhausting day today (see post earlier), I am so full I could bust, and I am sitting here in my red chair--skivvies and t-shirt-- listening to ELO's Out Of The Blue. What a full and rich sound, long before digital enhancement. This LP--and that is how I originally owned it, on a giant, pull-open album jacket with photos inside and out--is beautiful. A space opera. The last album before ELO imploded with plodding, drum-machined filler for the rest of their career. This is the magnum opus for ELO, a band too tame for hair metal retro radio stations, and too esoteric for retro pop stations. Throw a spindle on your copy.
Tomorrow, a 30 minute run along the south Fox River with iPod while Cath sleeps, then shower up, and we bike to Mike and Vic's riverside home for breakfast. Thank you!