Spitball Army

So, I cautiously opened James Taylor’s Covers CD when my review copy arrived in the mail, already acknowledging my disappointment at the absence of original songs. My opinion of the album only worsened when I read the song list. Track number one: “It’s Growing.” No, I thought to myself, it can’t be.

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As discussed somewhere on this blog recently, I am today submitting to you my favorite music of the year, so far. Anyone who has frequented this website over the past several months will not be surprised by any of these choices, but here they are anyway, committed to paper, if you will.

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Fogelberg, who was ridiculously successful during a nearly twenty-year period when his hyper-romantic ballads were in constant rotation on radio stations throughout the nation, was frequently derided for being either (a) sappy, (b) wimpy, or (c) sappy and wimpy.

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