short shameful styx confession:
my sister had 2 (two) lp's on vinyl. we had no tapes, and *gasp* this was before cd's *.
these albums were: Rick Springfield's Working Class Dog, and Styx's Mr. *****o album.
these albums were the "the bomb" for my fragile little brane at the time, because Casey Casem's voice really freaked me out. (also, keep in mind the first "album" (tape from a cut out bin) i ever bought was Genesis' ABACAB).
now, the confession: Looking at the Artwork within the LP, and not really gathering the notion of a "concept rock opera", i kept thinking jail wouldn't really be so bad, what with the cool *****s, AND THE KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN.
ps-
i hope it was Kentucky Fried Chicken. if not, i'm going to have to find a better analyst.
*(wow. that's the first time i realized i grew up without cd's. i think i'm feeling honestly old and for the first time of my life, behind the times. it took me awhile to deal with people born in the 80's drinking. the other day i realized that people born in the 90's are driving. i could cope. but i grew up before cd's, and now these punk asses are asking me why i don't have an mp3 player. (i remember john denver on 8track in my dad's beetle.)).