One likes to believe in the freedom of music,
But glittering prizes and endless compromises
Shatter the illusion of integrity.
For the words of the prophets were written on the studio wall,
And echoes with the sounds of salesmen. Of salesmen. Of salesmen.
‘The Spirit of radio’ by Rush, inspired by Toronto’s station CFNY.
There are some very interesting notes on this song here.
I think I have more or less settled on this song (full album version) to be played at full tilt at the end of my funeral – date to be arranged by the great umpire in the sky.
Have a watch of it on this live video of them on stage in Toronto. This is what is called “balls out” or as our American cousins would say, if you’ll pardon the expression: “This kicks ass”.