Embracing the New Wave of stuff in general, a leaner, keener Gabriel delivered four thrilling solo albums, which were called Car, Scratch, Melt and Security, at least by people who couldn’t grasp that calling all the albums the same thing was artistic genius. No longer did he have to entertain the crowd with Ossie Clark dresses while the band tuned up their 379-string guitars. While Phil’s Genesis were dicking around playing a rainy Milton Keynes Bowl in 1982, simply to kindly bail out the impecuniousness Peter had brought upon himself with WOMAD, he was exploring brave new territory. These situations saw him forsaking tendencies to shave a badger stripe down his head or wear batwings, or dress up as Britannia or as a forlorn old man decorated with a collection of rubber phalluses.
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