The thunder of the string section and the roll of the toms, the larger than life orchestral sounds that accompanied the "concept albums" of the 70s. They are running round in my head. Consuming my waking and sleeping moments to such an extent that I cannot think of anything else while these sounds bounce around in my head space. Driving to and from work with the album blaring out of the factory standard speakers seemed like a good way to pass the journey. Last night on the way home the evening sky seemed to reflect the mood of the album coming out of the speakers. The city skyline and the shadowed outline that it cast in the rear view mirror also added to the atmospheric sound.