I could find almost no information about this album prior to listening to it (not even on allmusic.com) and so had absolutely no idea what it would sound like when I turned it on. As it turns out, it's a spoken word album. I admit that due to this turn of events, I violated my standard precept of this blog, which is to at least listen to the entire side of the first record (and it indeed only rarely that I don't even bother to flip over the second side). I made it through a track and a half, not because it particularly offended me, but because I was cleaning, so it took me that long to realize that there probably wasn't going to be any music. My philosophy for this blog (and in general) is that lyrics are secondary to the music, something that can enhance or detract from the overall sound, but aren't going to shift a rating more than a half star in either direction (except on rare occasions). So strip out the music, and there's simply nothing I'm really interested in, unless it's a truly renowned poet or Bob Dylan. I can't say that the poetry here was particularly terrible (though as you can probably guess by the album title, it's certainly dated), nor Lascelles' speaking voice undistinguished. But I'm just not interested.
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