Tuesday in Corporate Hell (Part 3)

Only one hour left until needle time and, luckily enough, there’s only the one last “official” studio album left to explore by the Spacemen 3, ‘The Perfect Prescription‘  album released in 1987.

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Their 2nd, it was conceived as a concept album, “a vision of a drug trip from inception to its blasted conclusion, highs and lows fully intact”.  At it’s most basic, it’s a vision of a drug trip from inception to its blasted conclusion, highs and lows fully intact with the music becoming progressively more orchestral and serene until the high of the trip, represented by ‘Ecstasy Symphony/Transparent Radiation (Flashback)‘, moves onto the moment of realization where the high has faded and the comedown ensues, represented by the harsh opening guitar chords in “‘Things’ll Never Be the Same‘.  The coming down is represented in the blues based ‘Come Down Easy‘ (my favorite), whilst the potentially fatal effects of an overdose are portrayed in the final track ‘Call the Doctor‘.  How fucking cool is that?

The music was written by the band except ‘Transparent Radiation‘  which is a Red Krayola cover from their 1967 album ‘Parable of Arable Land’. The band also borrow heavily from the gospel standard covered by Bob Dylan, ‘In My Time of Dying‘, for ‘Come Down Easy‘  and pay homage to Lou Reed in ‘Ode to Street Hassle‘.  The many highlights in between beginning and end are so striking that the album is practically a ‘Best of…’ album in all but name.

And with this album now in the bank, it’s time to go have my back turned into a pin cushion.

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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