Rec | THICK AS A BRICK (PT. I)

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My dad is a musician and plays many instruments including the flute—he worships Ian Anderson; he and his late best friend Tom were Jethro Tull’s number one fans. I called them Jethro Dull. I was 4 or 5.
I remember being at Tom’s house sitting at the top of what felt like an endless staircase that went up to his loft—I was so tiny—watching them below and listening as they played this album on vinyl, just wondering when we could go home already. I wish I could go back to that moment. This song will always be imprinted on my soul.
Really don't mind if you sit this one out My word's but a whisper your deafness a shout I may make you feel but I can't make you think Your sperm's in the gutter your love's in the sink So you ride yourselves over the fields And you make all your animal deals And your wise men don't know how it feels To be thick as a brick
And the sandcastle virtues are all swept away In the tidal destruction the moral melee The elastic retreat rings the close of play As the last wave uncovers the newfangled way But your new shoes are worn at the heels And your suntan does rapidly peel And your wise men don't know how it feels To be thick as a brick And the love that I feel is so far away: I'm a bad dream that I just had today And you shake your head And said it's a shame
Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth Spin me down the long ages, let them sing the song

@taterhole

Feb 21, 2025

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@softshelled

I LOVE Jethro Tull. I have more of an appreciation for ‘em now than growing up. My Dad wasn’t a *musician* musician, but he did help me learn how to play guitar. Nursie, Life Is A Long Song, and Mother Goose are the songs that were ingrained into my brain as a kid, I miss those days a lot I think

Feb 21, 2025

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softshelled I’m about to listen to this song and get soooo sentimental. They are definitely really hard to appreciate as a child I remember thinking like why are their songs sooo long lol. Their Christmas album rocks!!!!

Feb 22, 2025

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