My friend Ed's teenage son (who is a very discerning and knowledgeable music fan of many genres) recently bought the album on vinyl and has declared it to be one of the best pieces of music he has ever heard. Great art is timeless.
Except for the singles, I had never heard it as an album until quite late (early 90s.) It really was a revelation, and I also began to discern how it had influenced so many other favorite artists and recordings. It can't be rated high enough imo.
I sit and think of everything, then I wonder where I've been.
I can barely remember what I did last week, let alone what I did when I was a kid. I have a weird memory. I'm good at remembering information as long as said info isn't personal, but information about myself doesn't register for very long. Most of my childhood I have blanked out, for whatever reason.
Gentlemen, you can't fight in here--this is the war room.