Band of the Week (and of the Month, Year, Decade, Century, and Ever)

Fleetwood Mac. Accept this as fact.




The year was Nineteen Seventy Five and a struggling band was injected with a burst of pizazz when Lindsay Buckingman (a man) and his lover (Stevie Nicks, a woman) joined Fleetwood Mac. The combination was pure magic, pure ecstasy and pure nirvana all rolled into one. (Lindsay and Stevie would go on to procreate and name their love child Curt Cobain). (That is somewhat true). (Kind of). (Ok, not really, but it would be cool if it were).

The band produced hit after hit and their hits continued to be jammed in bars across the world, especially around Pier 40, New York on Monday evenings. Here is a fine, yet limited sampling. Enjoy.






If none of this makes any sense to you, maybe you are too young (Emily) or maybe you are too old (Mo), or maybe you just don't remember what those times were like. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, but mostly the best of times, because of Fleetwood Mac. In case you need a refresher course, check out this video from this vault: