Hump Day In Corporate Hell (Day 2)

Less than another two hours to go…

God help me.

Pulling out the big guns now with the ‘Running On Empty‘  album by Jackson Browne.

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‘Cuz that’s just how I feel today, baby.

Having acknowledged a certain creative desperation on ‘The Pretender‘, Browne lowered his sights (and raised his commercial appeal) considerably with this album, which was more a concept album about the road than an actual live album, even though its songs were sometimes recorded on-stage (and sometimes on the bus or in the hotel).

Unlike most live albums, though, it consisted of previously unrecorded songs. Browne had less creative participation on this album than on any he ever made, solely composing only two songs, co-writing four others, and covering another four.  And he had less to say – the title song and lead off track neatly conjoined his artistic and escapist themes.  Figuratively and creatively, he was out of gas, but like “the pretender,” he still had to make a living. The songs covered all aspects of touring, from Danny O’Keefe’s ‘The Road‘, which detailed romantic encounters, and ‘Rosie‘ (co-written by Browne and his manager Donald Miller), in which a soundman pays tribute to auto-eroticism, to, well, ‘Cocaine‘, to the travails of being a roadie (‘The Load-Out‘).

Audience noises, humorous asides, loose playing – they were all part of a rough-around-the-edges musical evocation of the rock & roll touring life. It was not what fans had come to expect from Browne, of course, but the disaffected were more than outnumbered by the newly converted. (It didn’t hurt that ‘Running on Empty‘ and ‘The Load-Out’/’Stay‘ both became Top 40 hits.)  As a result, Browne’s least ambitious, but perhaps most accessible, album ironically became his biggest seller. But it is not characteristic of his other work: for many, it will be the only Browne album they will want to own, just as others always will regard it disdainfully as “Jackson Browne lite.”

Me?

It’s getting me through the remainder of the Corporate Hell work day nicely.

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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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