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Fleetwood Mac
Hypnotized Mystery To Me (1973) Buy CD |
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grant May 19, 2013 - 10:22 | An early 70's AM radio staple from my youth . . . |
spiggy Feb 18, 2013 - 04:24 | merkin_muffley wrote: Not heard this before and its good, has a Steely Dan feel to it. plus 1...not heard before either, but goes to show the depth of variety in Fleetwood catalogue |
merkin_muffley Feb 14, 2013 - 06:49 | Not heard this before and its good, has a Steely Dan feel to it. |
Krispian Jan 21, 2013 - 19:01 | schayler wrote: SUCH an outstanding song! Makes me stop and listen every time I hear it. Yes! Me too. |
emmidad Dec 13, 2012 - 14:06 | This one needs the volume up all the way. Love it! |
MirageRF Dec 13, 2012 - 14:05 | " A strange pond in North Carolina." That's supposed to be a secret! Forget what you just heard. |
spicemeister Dec 06, 2012 - 07:49 | A gift to old style jocks everywhere! What a glorious song..bring it up under the final :14.5 sec. fade of the previous tune and you can do magic with the right combo! A segue for the ages. Anyone else going to catch the tour? |
schayler Nov 12, 2012 - 05:10 | SUCH an outstanding song! Makes me stop and listen every time I hear it. |
quietman Oct 15, 2012 - 18:39 | Great memories of college. Will never get tired of this. Thanks, Bill, for keeping this in the mix, and in the process, introducing it to a whole new generation. |
kurtster Oct 15, 2012 - 18:36 | My favorite Mac track from the best version of FM. |
TomJB Oct 15, 2012 - 18:34 | |
(former member) Oct 11, 2012 - 20:43 | This song is soooo good it makes us tear our clothes off and dance... |
nagsheadlocal Sep 10, 2012 - 07:12 | This past weekend my partner and I drove down to the coast to catch some of the swell from Tropical Storm Leslie. As we were driving back I diverted off the new 4-lane into the old road, and drove past the "place in North Carolina" mentioned in the song. Nowadays I'm driving a nicer car than my old VW, but with the surfboards on top and this song on the radio, it was a nice trip back into the past. No sign of Satan at the tramping grounds, however. |
fredriley Jul 13, 2012 - 07:35 | coloradojohn wrote: How well I can recall a journey made across the frozen Great Plains in a blizzard around Thanksgiving of '92, in the steady old smoothly purring '61 Impala; the special brownies were kicking in, the ex- who was then a new and mostly good wife was installed next to me calmly embroidering an exquisite lace tablecloth for my mother's coming birthday, and when this number came on, she said, "who is singing?" and I told her and she said that they were known in Mexico but not so much for this earlier stuff which she said that she really liked and I had to agree it was absolutely fabulous and was glad I'd known it when it broke. The ice flying by underneath us was slippery but navigable in The Long Iron Beast, and when they closed I-70 we drove on up to I-80 and with the help of such amazing music as this — we were well hypnotized as this album played through at least twice — made our way all the way over and then down to KC as planned. 17 hours later, on arrival, my eyes felt like someone had taken them out and rolled them across a machine-shop floor and my shoulders were tied in knots, but a long sleep put me right and ready to Feast like a Chieftain. Some of those people, things, and connections live on only in memories, but that's the way it is. RIP, Bob Welch, and Thanks! |
jools Jul 13, 2012 - 07:34 | First time I have ever heard this! Not a FM fan, but this is brilliant! |
kysmet Jul 13, 2012 - 07:34 | coloradojohn wrote: How well I can recall a journey made across the frozen Great Plains in a blizzard around Thanksgiving of '92, in the steady old smoothly purring '61 Impala; the special brownies were kicking in, the ex- who was then a new and mostly good wife was installed next to me calmly embroidering an exquisite lace tablecloth for my mother's coming birthday, and when this number came on, she said, "who is singing?" and I told her and she said that they were known in Mexico but not so much for this earlier stuff which she said that she really liked and I had to agree it was absolutely fabulous and was glad I'd known it when it broke. The ice flying by underneath us was slippery but navigable in The Long Iron Beast, and when they closed I-70 we drove on up to I-80 and with the help of such amazing music as this — we were well hypnotized as this album played through at least twice — made our way all the way over and then down to KC as planned. 17 hours later, on arrival, my eyes felt like someone had taken them out and rolled them across a machine-shop floor and my shoulders were tied in knots, but a long sleep put me right and ready to Feast like a Chieftain. Some of those people, things, and connections live on only in memories, but that's the way it is. RIP, Bob Welch, and Thanks! |
coloradojohn Jul 09, 2012 - 09:24 | How well I can recall a journey made across the frozen Great Plains in a blizzard around Thanksgiving of '92, in the steady old smoothly purring '61 Impala; the special brownies were kicking in, the ex- who was then a new and mostly good wife was installed next to me calmly embroidering an exquisite lace tablecloth for my mother's coming birthday, and when this number came on, she said, "who is singing?" and I told her and she said that they were known in Mexico but not so much for this earlier stuff which she said that she really liked and I had to agree it was absolutely fabulous and was glad I'd known it when it broke. The ice flying by underneath us was slippery but navigable in The Long Iron Beast, and when they closed I-70 we drove on up to I-80 and with the help of such amazing music as this — we were well hypnotized as this album played through at least twice — made our way all the way over and then down to KC as planned. 17 hours later, on arrival, my eyes felt like someone had taken them out and rolled them across a machine-shop floor and my shoulders were tied in knots, but a long sleep put me right and ready to Feast like a Chieftain. Some of those people, things, and connections live on only in memories, but that's the way it is. RIP, Bob Welch, and Thanks! |
kenhull Jul 09, 2012 - 09:18 | Love this song! Thanks for having it on the playlist RP! |
Bobert_ParkCity Jul 09, 2012 - 09:17 | Just chill, still. |
ottovonb Jun 11, 2012 - 15:49 | A song almost 40 years old - FORTY! - and it's as captivating as ever. Thanks for the great songs Bob and r.i.p. brother. |
