There’s not much to say about this album. I mean, really, if you want to know what life was really like in the ‘70’s, Lou pretty much sums it up in two songs.
It’s like a weekend, a typical weekend. Walk on the Wild Side was Saturday night. Cruising the clubs, hanging with the alternate lifestyle folk because, well, because that’s where you went.
This is the time before HIV/AIDS and before Herpes…okay, maybe not Herpes but AIDS hadn’t made the scene yet.
That showed up in the‘80s, the decade of reaping the whirlwind. That was when we said goodbye to too many friends. Because of Reagan’s not-a-problem-‘cause-it’s-just-gay cancer.
In the ‘70’s that we did all the heavy lifting in terms of gay rights, women’s rights, minority rights, disabled rights and, you know, stuff like that. Stuff that the 60’s started.
So, back to Lou. Walk on the Wild Side was definitely the Saturday night anthem of that decade.
Sunday was “A Perfect Day”. All I can say about it is if you ever wondered what it was like to wander around the streets and parks of your city while stoned on acid…I mean, I don’t know how he did it but that song will take you back if you ever went there and will make you feel like it even if you didn’t.
At some point my children may read this…hahahahaha, like that will ever happen…so I’ll leave it at that ‘cause you are asking yourself right now how I would know.
This is the album. Trust me. There are many many great bands and albums that are part of that whole era but if you want to take a deep dive into the everyday life of a young adult at any point between 1972-1979, this is THE album.
A perfect day. A perfect album.