And Then There Were Two

So last week came word that Phil Collins is done as a musician.  That kind of blew my mind because I thought he had been done for about 20 years.  Now People Magazine is reporting that the although he had to "tape his drumsticks to his hands when he recorded his last album," and that he has "quite adjusted to the idea that I won't play like I did again", this hiatus may not be final.  Someone must have pointed out over the weekend that they could wheel him out on stage, give him artificial limbs, and people would still pay $500 to sit up front.  Whatever he ends up doing, unless Rick Rubin pulls off one of his resurrections, we feel pretty safe sayin this guy's best days are behind him.  So let's get this retirement party started by remembering these words of Patrick Batemen and getting fucked up Saturday at Three Clubs with Seattle's always entertaining WILDILDLIFE and our own LANTRVN:  
Do you like Phil Collins? I've been a big Genesis fan ever since the release of their 1980 album, Duke. Before that, I really didn't understand any of their work. Too artsy, too intellectual. It was on Duke where Phil Collins' presence became more apparent. I think Invisible Touch was the group's undisputed masterpiece. It's an epic meditation on intangibility. At the same time, it deepens and enriches the meaning of the preceding three albums. Christy, take off your robe. Listen to the brilliant ensemble playing of Banks, Collins and Rutherford. You can practically hear every nuance of every instrument. Sabrina, remove your dress. In terms of lyrical craftsmanship, the sheer songwriting, this album hits a new peak of professionalism. Sabrina, why don't you, uh, dance a little. Take the lyrics to Land of Confusion. In this song, Phil Collins addresses the problems of abusive political authority. In Too Deep is the most moving pop song of the 1980s, about monogamy and commitment. The song is extremely uplifting. Their lyrics are as positive and affirmative as anything I've heard in rock. Christy, get down on your knees so Sabrina can see your asshole. Phil Collins' solo career seems to be more commercial and therefore more satisfying, in a narrower way. Especially songs like In the Air Tonight and Against All Odds. Sabrina, don't just stare at it, eat it. But I also think Phil Collins works best within the confines of the group, than as a solo artist, and I stress the word artist. This is Sussudio, a great, great song, a personal favorite.