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Rating: Chased by a pack of zombies, Ten Years After decided to record this LP while drinking grapefruit.
It was 1970, and the group led by Alvin Lee decided to rest under an Egyptian sun, abstracting an electrical circuit from its natural cradle. One could argue that songs aren't easily trimmed, but that would be a sterile exercise in stoicism.
Evaluating records by taking them by the tail can result and stand out alternatively; on the other hand, focusing on the rates can make us notice the well-done shaving. They took a package of raw sugar and poured it into the gears of a nagging sea of phosphorescent hippies basking in a bazaar. Each song on this record does not exceed in slender, gummy experimentation, but they roll like a tank in a soap shop.
Our friends succeed in their attempt to build a sonorous zeugma, adapting the sound to the thunder's clamor.
Tracklist and Lyrics
02 Working on the Road (04:15)
I've been working on the road about fifteen years
Been blowing my mind, I've been blasting my ears
Don't you know, babe?
I've been sleeping all day and working all night
I made a lot of money, but it don't feel right
Don't you know, babe?
Well, I've seen the world and it's seen me
In a strange kind of way I guess I'm free
Don't you know, babe?
Well, I've seen it bad and I've seen it good
But, now, I want to clear my blood
Don't you know, babe?
I've got a feeling for home
Somewhere that I call my own
Well, I tried to live the way I should
I've shed some tears and sweated blood
Don't you know, babe?
And I think it's time I took a break
'Cause I have took all I can take
Don't you know, babe?
I've got a feeling for home
Somewhere that I call my own
Take me home, babe
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By Lundvquist
The most European album by a European band used to winking at the American market, an often little-known masterpiece.
Ten Years After reached their artistic maturity with the albums "Sshhhhh," "Stonedhenge," "Cricklewood Green," and "A Space in Time."
By pier_paolo_farina
The strengths of the quartet were primarily the spectacular guitar playing of the leader Alvin Lee.
An album where rock still breathes, respects its dynamics, drags without deafening.
By BobAccioReview
Sugar the Road and Walking on the Road obliterate every heaviness and ominous foreboding.
Love Like A Man... forms the perfect sound carpet for the layers offered by the trails of Alvin Lee’s guitar - the chorus serves to let the song breathe.
