Queensryche’s Operation: Mindcrime is just a brilliant album. I’ve played the cassette nearly to death, and while I’m positive I bought it on CD at some point, I can’t find the disc anywhere. I finally got tired of not having it on my iPod, so when I saw Amazon had the MP3 album listed for $6.99, I downloaded it with all speed.
I’ve even seen them perform this album in its entirety live at the House of Blues in Chicago. It easily ranks among the top concerts I’ve attended, and they were even recording for the Operation: Livecrime DVD that night, so my own voice is lost in the crowd noise on some of those tracks.
(Side note: I was also present when Bad Religion recorded for Tested in Chicago. “Recipe for Hate” and I believe one other track from that night made the cut.)
Now I’ll play Mindcrime in my office, and the students will try to make me feel old by telling me they’ve never heard of it or Queensryche. They listen to throwback ’80s music in P.E. to be retro, but when we expose ’em to good stuff they scratch their heads. I’ve even got a picture of my bro Paul Legerski and his wife throwing up the horns with Dio backstage, and some kids asked if Paul is my brother and Dio is my dad.
This must be what it feels like to get old. I don’t feel old by any stretch, but man, I’m getting plenty of reminders the gray in my goatee and at my temples is there to stay.