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Is Jim Steinman’s Bad For Good the Most Self-Descriptive Album Ever?
Yes, I think it might be. And it might be Bruce Springsteen’s fault.
Somewhere between Canada and Mexico is wedged the small and insignificant nation called the US of A.
I know for a lot of you, that’s like asking you the point out Liberia or Laos on a map of the world, and you’ll snort “never heard of them!”.
At some point, however, this somewhat small nation did have a manufacturing industry and this industry provided three great exports to the world: automobiles, motorcycles and electric guitars.
They also had a few halfway decent musicians.
Put these things together and we have today’s epic story.
Up first was Bruce Springsteen with his classic album, Born to Run, which mythologized the automobile. It was operatic in proportions.
Well, not operatic enough, apparently.
Drawing a direct line of inspiration, up next, taking on the motorcycle was Meatloaf with Bat Out of Hell, rendering epic simply not a big enough word. It went on to become one of the biggest selling records in history.
For those at home wondering “Who is Jim Steinman?”, let me say his name is on the front cover of…
