Marshalling Waltzes

Lately, affinities for albums have completely consumed me. I have become unable to listen to single tracks from discs, instead indulging my senses in a thorough drenching of some artist and producer's vision. It's become a compulsion, actually. This can get annoying when I have shit to do. And it also has other pitfalls, not the least of which is that most artists are incapable of an excellent front-to-back album. Many have throwaway songs strewn throughout the whole thing and those flakes of crappy pepper seem to sometimes ruin the dish. Call me an elitist, but "Blond Over Blue" is a steaming pile in the middle of what otherwise is a decently solid album, Mr. Joel. This predilection narrows my available list of listenable albums to about 20. Hopefully my fixations and compulsions will undergo a sea-change in the near future and I can, once again, listen to my iPod on shuffle.