Although I have many memories prior to 1977, I tend to think of it as the point where I started to remember everything in its entirety. (Call me Marilu Henner adjacent.) That was when my brother Bill's best friend, Paul, was over at our house on 13 Mile Road talking about his parents getting him "Rumours" for Christmas -- "It's like they just walked into the record store and said, 'What's popular?' and got me something I don't even want" he complained -- as if they had gotten him Rick Dees' "Disco Duck Part 1 & 2." "Rumours," of course, is arguably the most perfect album of all time -- and 40 years later I'd be curious to learn if Paul has come around to realizing what a great gift his parents bestowed upon him.
Imagine an album so good that "Silver Springs" had to be cut from it?