Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Not Chicago...

I like the sparse orchestration, but Cetera doesn't seem to have the vocal power from before, and his phrasings seem choppy:



After All, I'm just looking for One Good Woman.

Dang, I'm feelin' kinda awkward here, this post is so '80s.  I gotta charge the flux capacitor and nose the DeLorean back to the '70s!

Wait...that was an '80s reference, too. 

Ugh!

3 comments:

el chupacabra said...

Don- I think you're correct in your memory being jogged by the 920 area.
That place was winding down when we moved here and last I heard was shut down for good.
We even went out there, but oddly I don't recall where it was.

el chupacabra said...

Kept thinking P word, P word. Then wasn't it Ranch something or something ranch?

Flying P Ranch.

Holy smokes, glad I figured that one out! It would have been a long night.

an Donalbane said...

Far out! I don't think I would've remembered the name of the place in a hundred years, but when I saw it, it sounded right.

Googled it and found directions from some webgroups and then Bing-mapped it and sure enough, that's the place.

I think I must've been 11-12 at the time. You know, an eon ago...