Since September 2010, this blog has recorded the journey of this middle-aged man as I attempt to listen to all the music in my CD collection. CDs revisited in their entirety from start to finish - no skipping tracks, no shuffle. CDs only - no vinyl, no tapes, no downloads. And just as CD technology (and the album format itself) becomes obsolete. I'm no music critic, just a music junkie with too much time on my hands.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Yes - 90215 (1983)


NUMBERS WEEK (MARCH 14-20, 2011)

Ah, the genius of Trevor Horn. He was at the height of his production powers during the early '80s. As I listen to this CD now (loudly on headphones), I'm still finding things I've never heard before. Horn rescued this prog-rock band from the brink of extinction and turned them into a successful pop-rock band. I'm not a fan of Jon Anderson's voice, but the songwriting and production are good enough that his nasal singing doesn't bother me that much. The album was simply titled after its Atco Records catalogue number (for example, 7-90125-1 for the LP). The liner notes brag about the fact that the cover image was created "utilising Apple IIe 64 RAM micro-computer and Bitstik controller." Man, we've come a long way. The band, however, has not. Yes quickly fell apart due to infighting among the members. It didn't matter to me, I didn't buy any subsequent releases from this band.

Peak on the US Billboard Top 200 chart: #5
Peak on Cash Box album chart: #4

Tracks: The tracks that make up what I remember as "side 1"(now tracks 1-4) are all solid including the group's best-selling single, Owner Of A Lonely Heart. My favorite track would be either It Can Happen or Changes. I could do without Our Song and City of Love. The final track, Hearts, starts off slowly, but when the chorus finally arrives around 2:30 into the song, it is probably the most memorable melody/chord progression of the album. The rest of the song, I can take or leave, but I'll listen to it just to get to the chorus.


Personal Memory Associated with this CD: This reminds me of the summer of 1984, the summer following my senior year of high school. I felt like I was on top of the world even though I worked the drive-thru at Burger King.

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