The story of a man, his basement recordings, and the record label he tricked into putting them out.
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353 Boston – Boston
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2 responses to “353 Boston – Boston”
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I really don’t get the love for Boston. For me the band represents the last gasp of the original era. Which I admit I loved in my late teens and early twenties. But I have an almost visceral dislike of Boston and the other late prog bands ( Rush, Journey, Asia etc). I admire the musicianship and singing but god just let it be. It had been done better and with more soul and feel.
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Idk, man. If you don’t like this album, I think you are going to have to start asking yourself some really hard questions about who you are as a person. Do you like to rock? Do you like to party? Do you like Camaros? Do you like crushing cold beers? Do you like smoking Marlboro Reds? Do you even own a sleeveless T-shirt and jean shorts? Do you like making out with hot chicks? Do you like riding around in a Camaro on a hot summer night dressed in jean shorts and a sleeveless T-shirt, blasting rock music, drinking a cold beer and smoking a Marlboro Red on your way to make out with a hot chick, AKA partying? Because if you do, then you know this album fucking rocks.
Also, those are upside down guitars with blue flames coming off the strings on the cover, not cities attached to UFOs escaping a dying world, or whatever your nerd ass thought they were. The blue flames are coming off the strings because of how hard the band is rocking. Just, FYI.
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