It's funny how a song or an album can be so time specific. Such as Court and Spark. Someone said "it must have been late winter/early spring 1974" and, of course, that's exactly when it was. But I remember so clearly being in my third year at Syracuse living in that house on the other side of the park with Rachel and Chris and that wonderful album playing over and over. Here it is, 28 years later and I find myself driving to work and popping that CD in and "I've seen a lot of hot, hot blazes come down to smoke and ash" gets me every time too.
Andrea
