Rush

A Farewell To Kings

Momma's safe for a bit

Review Score:

(10/10)
You might remember me from such reviews as "2112" and, well, to tell you the truth, that's about all I've had me the time to listen to so far. But hang loose, I'm a-gonna get to all them there Rush albums. Well, sir, here we are at the '77 offering, name of "A Farewell to Kings." Now where "2112" had me dancing a jig right off, I was just plain disgusted with this one for what seemed a coon's age, but what turned out to be just a few days, truth be told. Yessirree, Bob, this here's an album that ain't entirely unlike athlete's foot in how it takes some time to grow on you.

Know what? Turns out the second tune that I made a mention of in that last review of mine ain't got a thing on God's green earth to do with that skating picture of Olivia Newton-John's. Nope, it's all about some fellow scouting out some kind of supercharged milk or whatnot that ends up making him live on for a whole lot longer than he can quite stand. You see, Neil Beard (he's the fellow what writes the poems for the band) proceeds to tell about the consequences of our somewhat thick hero's somewhat dim choice to go ahead and swallow that there juice he was looking around for in the first five minutes of the song.

There's another longish song what tells a story on this album, too. It's got a whole lot to do with space and telescopes and I ain't got a whole lot of patience with stuff like that, so I'm not gonna be a whole lot of help with that one. Let's just say Neil Beard's got some guy flying his spaceship into a black hole only to come out on the next album.

Music's top notch, of course. Only two types of folks in this world: those that like "Closer to the Heart" and those that don't. Well me, I ain't for sure.

More Reviews: