It's the album that pulled me into Fleetwood Mac. I was six when Rumours was released and remember my older sisters playing it endlessly on the stereo. I remember the premier of the Tusk video on solid gold. Those were fond memories. But it was Hold Me and Gypsy that pulled me in as a die-hard fan. Once I got the album, I was so intrigued. I knew Mirage wasn't as even or as viscerally thrilling as Rumours, which I listened to alongside it, but what it had to offer made me intrigued. I promptly began collecting all of the group's records and had completed the set long before TITN was released. It's been a long time since I first heard Mirage, but many of the songs still take me back to that place. The kids in my junior high classes mocked me for loving a "soft rock" band like Mac. AC/DC was the rage. Def Leopard was everywhere. Journey was permissible. Mac was considered too subtle, too adult. I didn't care. I openly loved them. It was the first of many stands I took in the name of taste and discernment.
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