Music Monday

How, how could I have forgotten about Music Monday last week? I dunno, it was just a crazy week all around.

I'm going to go way back in time to a band I remember listening to with my Dad. This is one of his favorite groups, and this is one of his all time favorite bands. Fleetwood Mac and I go way, way back and I have a deep appreciation for them. "The Chain" is one of my favorites from them.

And yeah, they are all 70'd out and whatnot, and this being a live version, but the song still rocks and so does Lindsey Buckingham.

Comments

dgm said…
Whoa. That takes me back to lying down on my crushed velvet purple bedspread and listening to "The Chain" over and over. Thanks!
5:35 AM
Awesome Mom said…
I love me some Fleetwood Mac! That is an awesome song and one of my faves.
6:44 AM
Autumn's Mom said…
This is my favorite too. I really wanted to see them in concert this time around, but just can't shell out that kind of cash. I hope they do an HBO special or something. It's a bummer that Christine McV won't be touring with them. I guess she doesn't fly anymore??? Who can blame her.
9:08 AM
... Paige said…
Fleetwood, a great band
11:26 AM
Liz said…
Yeah the 70's! Finally something from my era that I can relate to! This song is awesome. Love the subtitles.
5:50 PM
dr sardonicus said…
Rumours is a fine album; Fleetwood Mac, the one before it, is even better. Lindsey Buckingham still rocks. I bought his new album Gift Of Screws not long ago, and it's a pretty good one.
12:56 AM
Anonymous said…
I get swallowed up by The Chain every time I hear it. It's one of my favorite Mac songs. On the other side of the intensity spectrum, I love Hypnotized from when Bob Welch was with Fleetwood Mac. Good stuff.
5:53 PM
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