In America, at least. Holy cow. For some reason this fact, that the only album that matters, by the only band that ever mattered was released 30 years ago just scrambles my brain in a way I can’t quite comprehend. What’s almost more amazing than that was 30 years previous in 1950, nary a soul knew what rock’n’roll even was.
No, but seriously. If you don’t own this album, dust it off at least once per year and absolutely adore it, then I have no use for you. Sorry. This is a deal breaker. [via]