More importantly, he stated that he had no regrets about the direction the band took in making it. I heard guitarist Lindsey Buckingham at a concert once talking about it.
According to the band however, it was their greatest artistic accomplishment. According to them, it did not live up to all the hype after Rumours. Despite being a success, the follow up to Rumours was largely seen as a disappointment with the band’s own record label deeming it a failure.
Tusk was a departure from Rumours as it had more of an experimental new wave sound rather than the pop rock sound of The jump to Tusk has always sparked my curiosity. At the end of the book, Caillat teases about possibly writing a sequel based on the bands next album, Tusk.īoy would I like to read that one.
Overall, what connected with people was the easy going sound of the songs and the heart that could be felt in each track. I had the pleasure of reading Ken Caillat’s book on the making of Rumours, properly titled “Making Rumours.” Caillat, who is the father of popular musician Colbie Caillat, details how the personal lives of the band influenced every aspect of the recording. The stories of the recording session confirm the old cliché of sex, drugs and rock and roll. Maybe just as famous as the record was the drama surrounding the band while making it. The record would make Fleetwood Mac and all its members’ household names with hits like “Dreams”, “Don’t Stop”, “Go Your Own Way”, “The Chain” and “You make loving fun.” Even today is it considered one of the most recognized albums of all time. In 1977 Fleetwood Mac released Rumours, an album that would go on to sell 45 million copies and win the Grammy for Album of the Year. Īs much as I love the song, it was more the surrounding story behind it that got The writing was over for the time being and the listening really began. The sound of the tribal drums hooked me and by the time the first “Tusk!” was hollered out, I had lost my train of thought. So as I was starting to compose the next great work of America Theater, or at the very least, the greatest piece of art to come out of my apartment this year, the song “Tusk”, by Fleetwood Mac off the album of the same name started to slowly creep from my speakers into my ears and across my body through my blood stream. That’s part of the reason why I started this blog, as a place to corral my streams of consciousness. The experience is nothing short of spiritual, but of course, something, and it is often the music, always pulls me away from the task at hand and sends me off on another tangent. It also doesn’t help that I have the attention span of a small child so, as I mentioned in previous posts, as a way of getting into the zone and actually being productive, I set my music to shuffle and fall into a deep writing trance. Let’s face it it isn’t easy to focus on just one thing these days. We currently live in the era of distractions whether it be from our cell phones, the internet, television, and/or various other forms of social media communication. I’ve been doing a lot of writing lately so naturally that means, I’ve been listening to a lot of music.
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