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Track By Track.

If only I had kept all my tickets

from every train journey I had ever taken,

I have no doubt they would stretch

from here

to there

and back once more

and would only be exceeded

by the amount of music

I have filled my brain

with, track by track, song by song,

over countless miles

to Plymouth and my great grandfather’s

home by the cliffs in Saltash,

to Newcastle to watch a gig or ten

the hour it took to get to Birmingham

Supertramp, Crime Of The Century. 40th Anniversary Re-issue, Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * * *

The wheels of Time constantly turn but they never seem to move very far from certain seminal points that repeat themselves over and over again. When it comes to nostalgia and thinking back to how much Time has irrevocably altered and magnified certain pieces of art, then the re-master, re-issue or just plain re-discovery of a lost epic is enough to make Time smile and make its heart go a little faster.

A Voice On The Road.

Scene: The interior of a bar in the early hours of the morning, there is the sound of laughter; the gentle sound of music floating through the air, a raised voice overwhelms the music briefly and the clatter of a pool ball being struck too hard. On set there are two people to be seen, one a barmaid cleaning glasses and occasionally pouring a drink for someone unseen off stage and to the left of the stage a man sat on a stool, leaning against a wall one hand on a glass the other reading a book. Beside his chair is a rucksack. The sound of the pool ball being smacked again too hard and it bounces once and starts to roll towards the man in the chair who for a moment doesn’t look up from his book until he hears the sound of someone shouting his name. The music dies down as the young man looks at the ball. Carefully he puts down the glass, whilst keeping the book held tightly on the page he is on and walks over to the ball and picks it up, staring at it for a moment as if in quiet contemplation. He walks over to the darkness and hands back the ball.

Supertramp, Breakfast In America (Re-issue). Album Review.

Originally published by L.S. Media. October 10th 2010.

There has been a glut of regurgitated and repackaged albums around just recently, bands that have seemingly nothing more to add to their back catalogue getting on board a well worn bandwagon and offering their fans the opportunity to buy yet more of the same albums. In a lot of cases it is easy to see through the ploy of marketing men and the call of an easy pound but every so often there is a gem that comes through and reminds you of how good that band was in the first place.