In Ken Emerson’s 1978 RS review he asked (rhetorically) “After all, when was the last time you bought an album boasting more than fifty minutes of music? And great music at that.” How true. That distinctive saxophone that kicks off Baker Street blared from muscle cars at graduation parties and pocket-sized transistor radios all Summer long. It was everywhere. Moving on from the ill-fated Stealers Wheel, Scotsman Gerry Rafferty gave us a record that better fit his style and, fortunately for us, our time. It’s amazing how the singular wail of a saxophone can bring back so many memories.


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