Quack! Get out of town.

Imagine if you will, a marginalized member of society.  Eschewed by others: shunned and ill-fitting.  Like the black-sheep*, ugly-ducking or square-peg of trite sayings.

Now imagine our hero’s joy when he one day finds a clandestine group of similarly minded individuals.  His spiritual brethren.  He is not alone!  There are others who share his lifestyle choices and rejection of society’s norms.  He has found a home.

Today I was world wide webslinging on the Amazon (Canada) website and reading about the 1970’s Quadraphonic releases of some albums I have spent the past year tracking down.  [Don't judge me].  Now, as I am sure you are aware, Amazon is scarily accurate in it’s “…you might also like…” and “Amazon recommends”.  To the point that you find yourself saying “Why!  Yes I would!” and then questioning how it knew, and checking if there are Amazonians outside your window with binoculars.

The album I was reading about occurred in a few different categories;  ”Pop Rock”, “AOR”, “Singer-Songwriters” and “General” it also appeared in a category I was not familiar with “Baroque Pop”.  That’s not a term found on Amazon UK!  Being the inquisitive fellow I am (and intrigued by the pun) I started to explored.  A few clicks later I found I had stepped into a room full of me.  Or mirrors.  Or similar black-sheep*.  I had found a genre that ButterflyPolite can fit in.  My family.  I was home!

I felt like crying with joy.  Say it loud – We are Baroque Pop and proud.

All I need is for the rest of the world to be familiar with the term, and I can answer the “What kind of music are you?” question.

* I actually saw a black sheep the other week, and it was not being ostracised by the other sheep (as far as I could tell).  I think the saying is fundamentally flawed.

p.s.  The quad mixes are, (now I have finally heard them) incredibly beautiful.  Although I might appear a bit odd raving about this, you are the loser for not already owning them.  That’s my justification and I am sticking to it.

Andy