Who knows the hard rock-boogie of Status Quo? Good. But who knows that at the beginning, Status Quo offered a completely different musical genre?

It's 1969. After the unpronounceable debut 'Picturesque Matchstickable Messages From Status Quo', a wonderful late psychedelic pop example that introduced Francis Rossi and company to the market, Status Quo returned to recording.

'Spare Parts' follows in the footsteps of its predecessor. It is another monumental example of American-influenced psychedelic pop. The sound is not outdated; the quality feels truly current. Light songs on the borderline between pop and psychedelia, instrumentally perfect and vocally harmonious. Among the many successes are 'Are You Growing Tired Of My Life', 'Velvet Curtains', and the stunning 'The Clown'. The never banal songwriting makes this album one of the peaks of Status Quo, who decided a few months later to embrace stadium hard rock. They surely made more money, but the subsequent production has nothing to do with the two monumental previous albums.

For those who (really) think they know everything about the '60s.

Tracklist and Lyrics

01   Face Without a Soul (03:10)

02   You're Just What I Was Looking For (03:51)

03   Are You Growing Tired of My Love (03:35)

You never seem, seem to have the time to listen to what I say
How can I know just what goes on in your mind if you always walk away
So what's the good, what's the good of trying
And hanging around you begging for your love
When it seems theres someone else in your dreams
And I can't be sure of you anymore
Are you growing tired of my love?
Have you had too much of my love?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Where is the love you once gave me?
And when we meet, things are not the same now, you always hurry away
And all the friends that once you used to share with me are ignored now,
and you're bored now
I guess we're through, but still I go on hoping
Because you never put it into words
Can't you see you should be honest with me
And I've got to find what is in your mind
Are you growing tired of my love?
Have you had too much of my love?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Where is the love you once gave me?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Have you had too much of my love?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Where is the love you once gave me?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Have you had too much of my love?
Are you growing tired of my love?
Where is the love.....

04   Antique Angelique (03:22)

05   So Ends Another Life (03:12)

06   Poor Old Man (03:37)

07   Mister Mind Detector (04:02)

08   Clown (03:25)

09   Velvet Curtains (02:57)

10   Little Miss Nothing (03:00)

11   When I Awake (03:50)

12   Nothing at All (03:51)

There's a man sitting in a concrete room
In a place full of emptiness and gloom
With his head in his hands he's far away
It's a long time ago since yesterday

And now his hands, now his hands start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
And now his hands, now his hands start to fall
In his world of nothing at all

As a boy he had made so many friends
Now they're gone loneliness just never ends
And in that cold concrete room he trials the day
Yes, the price of a life is hard to pay

And now his hands, now his hands start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
And now his hands, now his hands start to fall
In his world of nothing at all

Close your eyes, there's nothing more to see
Close your eyes and thank the world you're free

There's a man sitting in a concrete room
In a place full of emptiness and gloom
With his head in his hands he's far away
It's a long time ago since yesterday

And now his hands catch the tears that start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
And now his hands catch the tears that start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
And now his hands, like the tears start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
Yes, now his hands, like the tears start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
And now his hands, now his hands start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
And now his hands, now his hands start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
Yes, now his hands.....

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