Re: USCHO Music Thread 2: Rock On, Amigo.
GURT, thanks! That's so awesome!
Signals wasn't the first Rush LP I purchased (that was Fly By Night) but it was for me (10 years old when it was released) a huge influence...actually the most influential Rush LP for me. Lyrically especially, I mean Subdivisions, Analog Kid and Losing It were huge touchstones...as a kid who's family moved from Chicago to a sleepy waukesha suburb the lyrics really hit home for me. The Alienation, the yearning, the wistfulness...
I love Rush and while I can cherish the memories of having seen them 10x, the current tour appears to be a real treat with that setlist...holy god I wish I had the money to see that final date in L.A.
When Geddy was saying, "...requires the services of a virtuoso violinist..." I'm thinking, NO WAY. They don't perform it live. Knew/hoped where they were going coz like I said, I hadn't noticed it on the set list as I only glanced.
Was most excited.
The violin solo is so cool. Like a guitar solo, but can make sounds that a guitar can't.
The song is especially poignant on this tour. I'm sure it's not lost on the boys.
Regarding Signals. Got it for Christmas on cassette when it came out and listened to the heck out of it.
I was 12ish at the time and it tapped into themes that I almost understood or could imagine understanding as I looked at the high school kids in my neighborhood, some of whom were actually getting to see Rush in concert. The themes also translated to some degree to middle school where I was at the time.
Hard to explain, but Rush held a certain place amongst the white suburban kids that I grew up around. They were one of the top bands for us at the time.
One kid, Billy Kinger, wrote "Moving Pictures" vertically with liquid paper on the street lamp post - pretty big and high up - at our bus stop in our neighborhood when that album was out. It was up there for years and we'd see it every time we drove, biked, or walked by.
Not sure why that's important or why I still remember it, but I do. A little bit of suburban white boy anarchy.
In the high school halls...
