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Last week, in the morning, I called a hotline set up by a hospital in Boston to register. Right after I made that call, I called a number to schedule my appointment. I got the Johnson and Johnson vaccine about 3 hours after I made the appointment. The location was about 3 miles from my office. I sat in chair for 15 minutes and then got up and went back to work.

They just posted it today. It's killer. (They covered YYZ a year ago.) Enjoy!

I was able to get an appointment on Friday. It will be Johnson & Johnson. This is just a regular neighborhood Rite Aid 3 miles from my house. So, I was surprised it wasn't booked up already since it's in the middle of the city. I did it online and it wasn't too bad of a process. A number of places were already booked up, so I had to keep going down the list they had until I got one.

Also, at one point you can see a pair of buttocks and there's another bit where I'll swear you can see everything. :blush: Inter...course... pert...pert thighs...botty, botty botty...erogenous...zone...concubine...erogenous zone! Loose woman...erogenous zone. :drool:

Also, at one point you can see a pair of buttocks and there's another bit where I'll swear you can see everything. :blush:

And in t'film, we get Fred Titmus, the symbol of man's regeneration through radical Marxism... fair enough... but, but we never once get a chance to see him turn his off-breaks on that Brisbane sticky.

:ranton: Anyone found trivializing this war will face the supreme penalty that military law can provide. :rantoff: Well, they've spent a good night in there last night in preparation for the final assault today. The leader of the expedition is twenty-nine-year-old Bert Tagg - a local headmaster and mother of three. It's Ghastly Spotty Cross-Eyed's :wacko: birthday and she's having a disemboweling party for a few friends. No. He died. He have heart attack and fell out of window onto exploding bomb, and was killed in shooting accident. Nasty business. I his susscussor... how you say... succsussor. Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about that post about people failing out of a high building. I have worked all my life in such a building and have never once.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh Popular as this jest has always been, however, it cannot compare with the ribald connotations associated with the dispatch of an edible missile. First... first the simple straightforward "offensive deposit." :eyeroll: You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks. You see! There ought to be a safety catch on it, I mean ... ohhhh! I mean, what if this fell into the wrong hands? Well I mean, blimey, I mean if it was a big war somebody could be hurt. :scared: The Reverend Charlie `Drooper' Hyper-Squawk Smith. the cleft-palated RAF chaplain, who single-handed shot down over five hundred German chaplains. This is the story of the men who flew with him ... it really is! Oh, 'an aeroplane'. Oh, I say, we are grand, aren't we? 'Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, mater. I'm off to play the grand piano'. 'Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane. It's an airship...an airship...d'you hear!? :bitchslap: Hold on then... Wingco! Bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's banter for a sec, would you? Uh, d-- don't-- don't worry about hi-- him, sir. He's de-- he's de-- He's de-- de-- de-- he's deaf and m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- mad, sir. Monsieur Necker? :tongue: The man who introduced so many valuable reforms and who proved so popular despite his opposition to Mirabeau's policy of issuing 'assignats'? Pretty strong meat there from Longueur who is saying, of course, that ultimately materialism, in this case the Webb's Wonder lettuce, must destroy us all. Well, apparently the whole structure of world peace may be threatened unless we immediately...get out of here! :outtahere: Okay Captain, you detail three men, start digging and load them up with cutlery, and then we'll have a rota. We'll have two hours digging, two hours vaulting and then two hours sleeping, okay? Hold it. Hold it. Look, loves ... can anyone not involved in this scene, please leave the set. Now! Come on please. Anyone not concerned in this scene, the canteen's open upstairs. Not so fast, IbanezJem! Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Inspector Baboon of Scotland Yard's Special Fraud Film Director Squad, Jungle Division. I'm arresting you for impersonating Signor Michelangelo Antonioni, an Italian film director who co-scripts all his own films, largely jettisoning narrative in favour of vague incident and relentless character study .

:ranton: Anyone found trivializing this war will face the supreme penalty that military law can provide. :rantoff: Well, they've spent a good night in there last night in preparation for the final assault today. The leader of the expedition is twenty-nine-year-old Bert Tagg - a local headmaster and mother of three. It's Ghastly Spotty Cross-Eyed's :wacko: birthday and she's having a disemboweling party for a few friends. No. He died. He have heart attack and fell out of window onto exploding bomb, and was killed in shooting accident. Nasty business. I his susscussor... how you say... succsussor. Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about that post about people failing out of a high building. I have worked all my life in such a building and have never once.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh Popular as this jest has always been, however, it cannot compare with the ribald connotations associated with the dispatch of an edible missile. First... first the simple straightforward "offensive deposit." :eyeroll: You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks. You see! There ought to be a safety catch on it, I mean ... ohhhh! I mean, what if this fell into the wrong hands? Well I mean, blimey, I mean if it was a big war somebody could be hurt. :scared: The Reverend Charlie `Drooper' Hyper-Squawk Smith. the cleft-palated RAF chaplain, who single-handed shot down over five hundred German chaplains. This is the story of the men who flew with him ... it really is! Oh, 'an aeroplane'. Oh, I say, we are grand, aren't we? 'Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, mater. I'm off to play the grand piano'. 'Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane. It's an airship...an airship...d'you hear!? :bitchslap: Hold on then... Wingco! Bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's banter for a sec, would you? Uh, d-- don't-- don't worry about hi-- him, sir. He's de-- he's de-- He's de-- de-- de-- he's deaf and m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- mad, sir. Monsieur Necker? :tongue: The man who introduced so many valuable reforms and who proved so popular despite his opposition to Mirabeau's policy of issuing 'assignats'? Pretty strong meat there from Longueur who is saying, of course, that ultimately materialism, in this case the Webb's Wonder lettuce, must destroy us all. Well, apparently the whole structure of world peace may be threatened unless we immediately...get out of here! :outtahere: Okay Captain, you detail three men, start digging and load them up with cutlery, and then we'll have a rota. We'll have two hours digging, two hours vaulting and then two hours sleeping, okay? Hold it. Hold it. Look, loves ... can anyone not involved in this scene, please leave the set. Now! Come on please. Anyone not concerned in this scene, the canteen's open upstairs.

I've watched "Western Stars", and would try "Stardust". I would recommend the Bruce Springsteen documentary movie "Western Stars", and the David Bowie biographical movie "Stardust" isn't bad.

:ranton: Anyone found trivializing this war will face the supreme penalty that military law can provide. :rantoff: Well, they've spent a good night in there last night in preparation for the final assault today. The leader of the expedition is twenty-nine-year-old Bert Tagg - a local headmaster and mother of three. It's Ghastly Spotty Cross-Eyed's :wacko: birthday and she's having a disemboweling party for a few friends. No. He died. He have heart attack and fell out of window onto exploding bomb, and was killed in shooting accident. Nasty business. I his susscussor... how you say... succsussor. Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about that post about people failing out of a high building. I have worked all my life in such a building and have never once.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh Popular as this jest has always been, however, it cannot compare with the ribald connotations associated with the dispatch of an edible missile. First... first the simple straightforward "offensive deposit." :eyeroll: You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks. You see! There ought to be a safety catch on it, I mean ... ohhhh! I mean, what if this fell into the wrong hands? Well I mean, blimey, I mean if it was a big war somebody could be hurt. :scared: The Reverend Charlie `Drooper' Hyper-Squawk Smith. the cleft-palated RAF chaplain, who single-handed shot down over five hundred German chaplains. This is the story of the men who flew with him ... it really is! Oh, 'an aeroplane'. Oh, I say, we are grand, aren't we? 'Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, mater. I'm off to play the grand piano'. 'Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane. It's an airship...an airship...d'you hear!? :bitchslap: Hold on then... Wingco! Bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's banter for a sec, would you? Uh, d-- don't-- don't worry about hi-- him, sir. He's de-- he's de-- He's de-- de-- de-- he's deaf and m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- mad, sir. Monsieur Necker? :tongue: The man who introduced so many valuable reforms and who proved so popular despite his opposition to Mirabeau's policy of issuing 'assignats'? Pretty strong meat there from Longueur who is saying, of course, that ultimately materialism, in this case the Webb's Wonder lettuce, must destroy us all. Well, apparently the whole structure of world peace may be threatened unless we immediately...get out of here! :outtahere: Okay Captain, you detail three men, start digging and load them up with cutlery, and then we'll have a rota. We'll have two hours digging, two hours vaulting and then two hours sleeping, okay?

I'm told by the original sound man, that FoL was played on occasion during the CoS tour when they headlined. Maybe not completely but most likely its true. I do believe the Tour Book history recently released also makes note of this song being played occasionally. if the 1/10/76 show setlist is even remotely close to being a true set, god did someone miss out not recording that. That would be, the ultimate holy grail, hands down. I can't believe no taper recorded that show when earlier gigs were recorded in Toronto. Probably in a drawer somewhere...I have hope someday that another COS tour gig will be unearthed.....they played enough dates that only one show being taped by a Kiss Taper seems IMPOSSIBLE...... ninjadave.

I went to the theater to watch it and I remember it being so good and very poignant. The sense of what a wonderful accomplishment Rush was and we as fans got to enjoy them for so long. I have thought about watching it again but with Neil's passing it would feel a lot more melancholy.

:ranton: Anyone found trivializing this war will face the supreme penalty that military law can provide. :rantoff: Well, they've spent a good night in there last night in preparation for the final assault today. The leader of the expedition is twenty-nine-year-old Bert Tagg - a local headmaster and mother of three. It's Ghastly Spotty Cross-Eyed's :wacko: birthday and she's having a disemboweling party for a few friends. No. He died. He have heart attack and fell out of window onto exploding bomb, and was killed in shooting accident. Nasty business. I his susscussor... how you say... succsussor. Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about that post about people failing out of a high building. I have worked all my life in such a building and have never once.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh Popular as this jest has always been, however, it cannot compare with the ribald connotations associated with the dispatch of an edible missile. First... first the simple straightforward "offensive deposit." :eyeroll: You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks. You see! There ought to be a safety catch on it, I mean ... ohhhh! I mean, what if this fell into the wrong hands? Well I mean, blimey, I mean if it was a big war somebody could be hurt. :scared: The Reverend Charlie `Drooper' Hyper-Squawk Smith. the cleft-palated RAF chaplain, who single-handed shot down over five hundred German chaplains. This is the story of the men who flew with him ... it really is! Oh, 'an aeroplane'. Oh, I say, we are grand, aren't we? 'Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, mater. I'm off to play the grand piano'. 'Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane. It's an airship...an airship...d'you hear!? :bitchslap: Hold on then... Wingco! Bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's banter for a sec, would you? Uh, d-- don't-- don't worry about hi-- him, sir. He's de-- he's de-- He's de-- de-- de-- he's deaf and m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- mad, sir. Monsieur Necker? :tongue: The man who introduced so many valuable reforms and who proved so popular despite his opposition to Mirabeau's policy of issuing 'assignats'? Pretty strong meat there from Longueur who is saying, of course, that ultimately materialism, in this case the Webb's Wonder lettuce, must destroy us all. Well, apparently the whole structure of world peace may be threatened unless we immediately...get out of here! :outtahere:

Posted Jan 25th, 2020. Bala Resident Reflects On Time Editing Rush Documentary Following Drummer Neil Peart’s Death

Besides the fact that it's Easter, I've enjoyed the arrival of my order from the Rush Backstage (arrived yesterday). The t-shirts fit and look good. Can't wait unfolding the Rush blanket! Other nice stuff in the cardboard box as well.

Still brilliant.

Also, at one point you can see a pair of buttocks and there's another bit where I'll swear you can see everything. :blush: Inter...course... pert...pert thighs...botty, botty botty...erogenous...zone...concubine...erogenous zone! Loose woman...erogenous zone. :drool: There's a proper psychiatrist to see you, Dr. Your_Lion. :smash: Oh, come come, you must try to rest! Doctor Piglet, Doctor Winston, practice your art. Well, we'll be taking you back there as soon as there are new developments. :fuckinputer: When you took over this account Robert, Conquistador was a brand leader. Here you introduced your first campaign, 'Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit'. Oh, I hadn't fully divined your attitude towards the :spitwater: You see, I mainly design slaughter houses.

Also, at one point you can see a pair of buttocks and there's another bit where I'll swear you can see everything. :blush: Inter...course... pert...pert thighs...botty, botty botty...erogenous...zone...concubine...erogenous zone! Loose woman...erogenous zone. :drool: There's a proper psychiatrist to see you, Dr. Your_Lion. :smash: Oh, come come, you must try to rest! Doctor Piglet, Doctor Winston, practice your art. Well, we'll be taking you back there as soon as there are new developments. :fuckinputer: When you took over this account Robert, Conquistador was a brand leader. Here you introduced your first campaign, 'Conquistador Coffee brings a new meaning to the word vomit'.

Also, at one point you can see a pair of buttocks and there's another bit where I'll swear you can see everything. :blush: Inter...course... pert...pert thighs...botty, botty botty...erogenous...zone...concubine...erogenous zone! Loose woman...erogenous zone. :drool: There's a proper psychiatrist to see you, Dr. Your_Lion. :smash: Oh, come come, you must try to rest! Doctor Piglet, Doctor Winston, practice your art. Well, we'll be taking you back there as soon as there are new developments. :fuckinputer:

Also, at one point you can see a pair of buttocks and there's another bit where I'll swear you can see everything. :blush: Inter...course... pert...pert thighs...botty, botty botty...erogenous...zone...concubine...erogenous zone! Loose woman...erogenous zone. :drool: There's a proper psychiatrist to see you, Dr. Your_Lion. :smash: Oh, come come, you must try to rest! Doctor Piglet, Doctor Winston, practice your art.

Anyplace that a cat 4 or 5 won't target.

Also, at one point you can see a pair of buttocks and there's another bit where I'll swear you can see everything. :blush: Inter...course... pert...pert thighs...botty, botty botty...erogenous...zone...concubine...erogenous zone! Loose woman...erogenous zone. :drool: There's a proper psychiatrist to see you, Dr. Your_Lion. :smash:

Awww, I opened this thread hoping to see pictures :(

Anywhere away from big crowds . :sundog:

New Smyrna is a nice beach! My parents spent a few winters down there. Neil Young's mom lived out her last few years there.

1970 - Live At Leeds by The Who

Watched this on PPV Friday evening. Wife and I loved it. Really can't go wrong most of the time with a Hanks movie.

I watched it about a year ago. Tough, tough watch but I'll break it out every once in a while because it's part of the overall story.

Really makes a darned good sandwich anyway you slice it at all. Classic. One of my favorite parodies His REM style parody is great as well. "Robert DeNiro's mole has got to be 10 feet wide!" :lol: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbDostWXpcU

She asked you to shave her bush? I think there's an extra orc in that post. :tsk: :lol:

:ranton: Anyone found trivializing this war will face the supreme penalty that military law can provide. :rantoff: Well, they've spent a good night in there last night in preparation for the final assault today. The leader of the expedition is twenty-nine-year-old Bert Tagg - a local headmaster and mother of three. It's Ghastly Spotty Cross-Eyed's :wacko: birthday and she's having a disemboweling party for a few friends. No. He died. He have heart attack and fell out of window onto exploding bomb, and was killed in shooting accident. Nasty business. I his susscussor... how you say... succsussor. Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about that post about people failing out of a high building. I have worked all my life in such a building and have never once.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh Popular as this jest has always been, however, it cannot compare with the ribald connotations associated with the dispatch of an edible missile. First... first the simple straightforward "offensive deposit." :eyeroll: You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks. You see! There ought to be a safety catch on it, I mean ... ohhhh! I mean, what if this fell into the wrong hands? Well I mean, blimey, I mean if it was a big war somebody could be hurt. :scared: The Reverend Charlie `Drooper' Hyper-Squawk Smith. the cleft-palated RAF chaplain, who single-handed shot down over five hundred German chaplains. This is the story of the men who flew with him ... it really is! Oh, 'an aeroplane'. Oh, I say, we are grand, aren't we? 'Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, mater. I'm off to play the grand piano'. 'Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane. It's an airship...an airship...d'you hear!? :bitchslap: Hold on then... Wingco! Bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's banter for a sec, would you? Uh, d-- don't-- don't worry about hi-- him, sir. He's de-- he's de-- He's de-- de-- de-- he's deaf and m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- mad, sir. Monsieur Necker? :tongue: The man who introduced so many valuable reforms and who proved so popular despite his opposition to Mirabeau's policy of issuing 'assignats'? Pretty strong meat there from Longueur who is saying, of course, that ultimately materialism, in this case the Webb's Wonder lettuce, must destroy us all.

Machine Gun Voodoo Chile (Slight Return) Little Wing Castles Made of Sand Spanish Castle Magic Room Full of Mirrors Red House Hey Joe Hear My Train A Comin' Burning of the Midnight Lamp

:ranton: Anyone found trivializing this war will face the supreme penalty that military law can provide. :rantoff: Well, they've spent a good night in there last night in preparation for the final assault today. The leader of the expedition is twenty-nine-year-old Bert Tagg - a local headmaster and mother of three. It's Ghastly Spotty Cross-Eyed's :wacko: birthday and she's having a disemboweling party for a few friends. No. He died. He have heart attack and fell out of window onto exploding bomb, and was killed in shooting accident. Nasty business. I his susscussor... how you say... succsussor. Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about that post about people failing out of a high building. I have worked all my life in such a building and have never once.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhh Popular as this jest has always been, however, it cannot compare with the ribald connotations associated with the dispatch of an edible missile. First... first the simple straightforward "offensive deposit." :eyeroll: You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks. You see! There ought to be a safety catch on it, I mean ... ohhhh! I mean, what if this fell into the wrong hands? Well I mean, blimey, I mean if it was a big war somebody could be hurt. :scared: The Reverend Charlie `Drooper' Hyper-Squawk Smith. the cleft-palated RAF chaplain, who single-handed shot down over five hundred German chaplains. This is the story of the men who flew with him ... it really is! Oh, 'an aeroplane'. Oh, I say, we are grand, aren't we? 'Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, mater. I'm off to play the grand piano'. 'Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane. It's an airship...an airship...d'you hear!? :bitchslap: Hold on then... Wingco! Bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's banter for a sec, would you? Uh, d-- don't-- don't worry about hi-- him, sir. He's de-- he's de-- He's de-- de-- de-- he's deaf and m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- m-- mad, sir. Monsieur Necker? :tongue: The man who introduced so many valuable reforms and who proved so popular despite his opposition to Mirabeau's policy of issuing 'assignats'?

Last Wed., after my parents made an appointment to get their first vaccination needle before, they received the Pfizer. They haven't got any side effects. For me, by scheduling an appointment to get my first vaccination needle, I'll need, and have to wait until June, or July.

1969 - Abbey Road by TF4

Really makes a darned good sandwich anyway you slice it at all. Classic. One of my favorite parodies

oooh yeah! :haz:

Just to clarify... are you two referring to the epic 15 minute blues jam, or the 5 minute Slight Return? Always the fifteen minute jam! :haz: Just to clarify... are you two referring to the epic 15 minute blues jam, or the 5 minute Slight Return? For me, the epic. But that said, Slight Return is excellent. Excelent :haz:as you can see from my own top 10, I very much agree with you both :cheers:

Just to clarify... are you two referring to the epic 15 minute blues jam, or the 5 minute Slight Return? For me, the epic. But that said, Slight Return is excellent.

One of my favs on a lesser known track.

I can listen to this on an endless loop...

Break On Through (To The Other Side) by The Doors

A couple of nights ago i had a dream that a command was given that every Rush song must be simplified. Song lenghts must be less than six minutes, and the song structures must be made simple and easy for everyone to understand. This command had arrived in the inbox of my work e-mail, and it was given by some major authority of the planet Earth. I was lucky to wake up. Edit: Earlier that evening I watched the Time Machine Live in Cleveland show that featured The Spirit of Radio. Maybe this echoed in my mind when sleeping. We've had a plenty of covid-19-related restrictions and orders at work week after week within a year. Maybe I'm starting to see new threats coming up in the future... :blink:

There were two others, one in 1957 and another in 1968. They don't get much press. 1957: https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://www.cdc.gov/flu/pandemic-resources/1957-1958-pandemic.html%23:~:text%3DIt%2520was%2520first%2520reported%2520in,116%252C000%2520in%2520the%2520United%2520States.&ved=2ahUKEwjrtY7LjNnvAhXSjp4KHf7EAUYQFjACegQIAxAF&usg=AOvVaw3HCtuy95OZVh-6as7ZAJIe "It was first reported in Singapore in February 1957, Hong Kong in April 1957, and in coastal cities in the United States in summer 1957. The estimated number of deaths was 1.1 million worldwide and 116,000 in the United States." https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://www.cdc.gov/flu/pandemic-resources/1968-pandemic.html%23:~:text%3DIt%2520was%2520first%2520noted%2520in,a%2520seasonal%2520influenza%2520A%2520virus.&ved=2ahUKEwiwz9z1jNnvAhXHvZ4KHSGJA6oQFjABegQIAxAF&usg=AOvVaw10bd7HgqNWMNcOIIuzI1Cl "It was first noted in the United States in September 1968. The estimated number of deaths was 1 million worldwide and about 100,000 in the United States. Most excess deaths were in people 65 years and older. The H3N2 virus continues to circulate worldwide as a seasonal influenza A virus." Sound familiar?

There were two others, one in 1957 and another in 1968. They don't get much press.

But if there is I truly hope our country is smart enough to listen to the science and follow the recommendations given rather than politicize it like happened with this one and the last one. The problem is, being, "smart enough to listen to the science and follow the recommendations given rather than politicize it," means different things to different people. For example, current CDC Director Dr. Walensky, a resident of Newton, MA, was asked by her city last summer, when she was a private citizen, what could be done to reopen the schools safely, and she told them the schools could be reopened, and that social distancing of 3 ft. was enough to guarantee the safety of both students and teachers. The American Federation of Teachers president Randi Weingarten, however, recently said she's, "not convinced," the CDC is right. Is she following the science? https://news.yahoo.c...-221633140.html https://www.national...ndi-weingarten/ You know, frankly I'm sorry I said a fukking word and even posted this. Admin please remove. So fukking exhausted by all of this............. As am I. No offense, but I suspect this is what Lorraine is talking about. There are a lot of posts in RS on this general topic that really belong in SOCN. I myself don't start politically tinged discussions in RS, but I admit I am intrigued that there seems to be the perception that politically tinged discussions are OK in RS as long as they adhere to a certain orthodoxy. Probably better that the points just don't get raised at all.

But if there is I truly hope our country is smart enough to listen to the science and follow the recommendations given rather than politicize it like happened with this one and the last one. The problem is, being, "smart enough to listen to the science and follow the recommendations given rather than politicize it," means different things to different people. For example, current CDC Director Dr. Walensky, a resident of Newton, MA, was asked by her city last summer, when she was a private citizen, what could be done to reopen the schools safely, and she told them the schools could be reopened, and that social distancing of 3 ft. was enough to guarantee the safety of both students and teachers. The American Federation of Teachers president Randi Weingarten, however, recently said she's, "not convinced," the CDC is right. Is she following the science? https://news.yahoo.c...-221633140.html https://www.national...ndi-weingarten/

Best album since the mid 80s anyway. Very decent effort for a band of such vintage.

37. Rush - Tom Sawyer I suppose we shouldn't let our favorite band fall by the wayside, lol.

35 minutes!?!? Oh yes! I have a couple of Zeppelin full show CD boxes where the drum solo takes up the best part of a single CD. Great for completionist purposes ..... but a bit boring on the ear!!