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Late For My Life
Throwback albums from 1974
Troy Larson issued a challenge that Paul Combs, at least, answered. Their columns are right here:
The challenge is to think about your youth (or young personhood) and pick five or six albums that helped define you or spoke to you in those angst-ridden moments. Because, Because (repetition intentional in case my wife is proofreading) nothing says angst like being fully immature but thinking you are fully the other way.
I’m picking 1974, the year I turned 18 (and I can sure as s*** tell you that I had no idea what I wanted, making me Alice Cooper’s soul brother). That fall I started college at a place that had once been a hotbed for campus radicalism, or what passes as radicalism in the sovereign state of mind that is Alabama.