This was the first album I ever bought with my own money. A couple of months earlier I had been treated by a great aunt to a trip to Harrods for my 13th birthday. I was allowed to choose one item from the store as a present and emerged with a copy of
Yes - Tales from Topographic Oceans
I had been seduced by the beautiful Roger Dean artwork and the memories of listening to, my friend, Adam's copy of The Yes Album. Unfortunately, when I got home and played it, I didn't like the music much. It was navel-gazing psychedelic and progressive - everything that punk would later rebel against.
So when my own purchase, I was going to be more careful. I chose an artist that I had often enjoyed on top of the pops (Not to mention having heard Adam's Don't Shoot Me, I'm Only The Piano Player). The artist was short, plump and balding wearing flamboyant clothes, glasses and hats. …