Breakfast in America took America by storm in 1979. To get the inconsequential bits out of the way first, the cover was designed by Mike Doud, and the waitress is named Kate Murtagh. Manhattan (with twin towers intact) is reimagined as stacks of kitchen and dining artifacts, complete with silverware settings as the piers. The view is from an aircraft window. I've never seen an album cover more appropriate for reaching a mass US audience. It's not cynical, irreverent, or tasteless. It's just sincere, cheerful fun!
"Yes," you might say, "but an album cover such as this must surely be masking highly superficial music. You know, the kind of pop drivel found in America!" Sorry people, you'd be completely wrong. Breakfast in America delivers one of Supertramp's best albums - certainly their best seller - that could only be maligned by the most mean-spirited of critics.
Beyond these purely personal reasons, Breakfast in America succeeds on the strengths of both the compositions and the performances, as perfected in the recording studio. The opener "Gone Hollywood," relates a tale of despair that eventually turns into fortune:
It was heartbreakin'
Now I ride in the big fine car
It was mind-achin'
I'm the talk of the Boulevard
So keep your chin up boy, forget the pain
I know you'll make it if you try again
There's no use in quitting
When the world is waiting for you
Other songs provide vignettes suggesting doubt and search. "Goodbye Stranger" deals with one-night relationships; "Take the Long Way Home" offers a temporary solution to the pain and strife of touring. And the closing "Child of Vision" (my favorite track) offers solace to those who are losing their way in the world:
There must be more to this life
It's time we did something right
Child of Vision, won't you listen
Find yourself a new ambition
By the end of the album, we come to realize that the happy face of the cover masks a deeply felt set of challenges not only affecting rock stars climbing to the top but also ordinary people. In a sense, we're all children of vision struggling to find peace and happiness amidst the dangerous distractions of the world.
Steve:
In the summer of 1979, when I turned 10 years old, Breakfast in America was arguably one of the dominant forces in popular culture, at least from my youthful perspective. To help occupy my time, my parents enrolled me in a YMCA day camp that summer, during which we did only three things I can recall: a) played ping pong, b) played "Nok-Hockey", and most importantly, c) played music on the jukebox. For the latter, three songs come to mind as the defining songs of that summer, all of which I enjoyed fully: Andy Gibb's "Shadow Dancing", Styx's "Renegade", and Supertramp's "The Logical Song". The Supertramp song had the added benefit of providing me with a lot of new big words I could try out. But I was already quite familiar with "The Logical Song" because Dan played it at home a lot. Little did I know he was building an entire college-level course inspired by it.
Recently, my wife was nearly driven to madness by Clear Channel's playlist, on which she would hear within any given two-hour period at least two of the same four songs from Breakfast in America ("Logical Song", "Goodbye Stranger", "Take the Long Way Home", and "Breakfast in America"). Thankfully, I avoid Clear Channel and choose my own music, but Supertramp is nevertheless always nearby - and always welcome.
All of this is a lighthearted way of poking fun at Breakfast in America for being so darn omnipresent and enjoyable throughout my life. Each generation has its defining albums, and this just may be one of those albums for my youth, maybe in the same way A Hard Day's Night was for a generation before me.
Now that I'm taking the time to write about it, it occurs to me that I probably had taken Breakfast in America for granted, but now that I put quill to parchment, I recognize how important this album has been in my life, even if I wasn't aware of it at the time.
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