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The Year of Rock in Review - Part 1

An outrageous article which dumps on known greats, hints Paul McCartney's a fag, but still gives a good perspective on the collapsing state of rock

'little girl

of all the daughters

you were born a woman

not a slave'

Oh I hate my winsome lover

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Tell him I've had others

at my breast

but tell him he has held my heart

and only now am I a virgin

I confess Love my lovething

Love is surely gospel"

Laura Nyro wrote the songs, sings the five-part harmonies, and plays the piano, backed by a big band augmented with strings. The result is a fusion of simple soul, extremely complex arrangements, dazzling vocal pyrotechnics, and a revolutionary approach to lyric writing in which rationality is dispensed with and replaced by words unintelligible if read in print, yet more meaningful and evocative when heard than any structured sequence of sentences could ever be. These words, as they appear on paper, are little more than gibberish:

"Whoa God it's hard on the chamber's walls of heartache

Baby don't love me

cause another one do"

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