Dear Todd Rundgren:
Hello, it's me. I've thought about you for a long, long time,
maybe I think too much but I don't want to work,
I want to read this book all day.
I don't want to play, I just want to read about your genius all day.
Couldn't I just tell you the way that I feel, I just can't keep it bottled up inside,
since I saw the light and read A Wizard, A True Star: Todd Rundgren in the Studio
by Paul Myers.
I knew love was the answer while I read this book by dashboard light. Dear God, I hope you know Todd created some kind of wonderful pop with his production. The New York Dolls had a personality crises but Todd set it straight while riding the Grand Funk Railroad straight to XTC. He probably enjoyed walking down the Hall eating Oates and Meatloaf. The Band probably jammed Badfinger day after day while listening to the magic Todd conjured with buttons and knobs and meters and strings. It was no Cheap Trick that only A Wizard, A True Star could produce and create so much great music in one lifetime.
Leroy boy, if you think Todd is Godd, give this excellently detailed account of Todd Rundgren's production career a read. It'll be just one victory and we can still be friends if you be a real man; or get a woman and be nice to yourself and read this book together while listening to Rundgren records. It'll be like you're in Utopia.
Submitted by Dan @ Central