Crime of the century

Close to it – being that long (as in, last century – do keep up??) since I last listened.

And why was that?  Pure inertia, probably – that, and I had none on vinyl or on tape, and saw none on CD, so didn’t digitise it….

Supertramp, that is: they of the beautifully crafted songs with orchestral arrangements and insistent piano; of the surprisingly good lead guitar and drums and sax, and strangely compelling vocals…Crime of the Century, which I have just managed to resurrect from personal obscurity and fill the study with.

Now they’re planning the crime of the century
Well what will it be?
Read all about their schemes and adventuring
It’s well worth a fee
So roll up and see
How they rape the universe
How they’ve gone from bad to worse
Who are these men of lust, greed, and glory?
Rip off the masks and let’s see.
But that’s not right – oh no, what’s the story?
There’s you and there’s me
That can’t be right

Sublime – as rich as I remember it, and even my children paused to listen, so it can’t be that dated.

Oh, and there’s more: discovered my trove of Strawbs as well – exploring the new Mac via iTunes after having ported all the music over; you know how it is – and revelled in

By still waters I lay down with the lambs
In pastures green I made peace with my soul
And I cared not for the night
While my guiding star shone bright
By still waters I lay down
I lay down.

Lay down, I lay me down….

Again, sublime…it is to close the eyes and listen, rather than keep trying to work.

Man, there was good sh1t around back in the 70s and 80s!

PS: Gary, you’ll like this…now go dig ’em out and listen.  Oh, and watch:

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About Ed Rybicki

Ed is a 60-ish virologist and biotechnologist, formerly a Zambian and presently a South African. He is into family, virology, biotechnology, science in general, science fiction in particular, photography, red wine, wearing loud shirts, 70s rock, blues and smooth jazz...and telling stories. Sometimes, interesting ones. And writing for his own amusement.
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