I worked out tonight. Like usual, I brought my pda with me. I listened to Rumours while systematically destroying all the muscles in my upper body. I'm not sure I'll ever think the album brilliant, but it is pretty damn good.

There was a moment while wrecking my triceps on that evil, vile pain machine when the lyrics for "Go Your Own Way" really struck me. I thought "I've got to write about this more."

I envisioned a long analysis with plenty of parallels to the real word dramas of the band. I was going to note songwriting credit, study the liner notes, break down the lyrics a line at a time.

Yeah, I've totally lost interest in that. So here's what you get:

Half-assed entertainment review: Fleetwood Mac - Rumours

It's really good.