By 1979 I had already a cynical son of a bitch. I consistantly railed at my friends for embracing the Journeys, Bostons, Kansases, Foreigners, REO Speedwagons, and Asias, while I favored the humourous comentary of artists like Frank Zappa, Devo, and The Tubes. And the outstanding musicianship of artists like Jeff Beck, Mahavishnu Orchestra, King Crimson, Miles Davis, Return to Forever, and Weather Report. I was also really into the post-Pub Rock of Nick Lowe, Graham Parker, Elvis Costello, & Joe Jackson. I thought the Sex Pistols were a mess but I loved The Ramones, The Damned, The Saints and The Clash.
I almost feel left out here, because London Calling really wasn't any kind of revelation for me. It was just a damn good album. I had already been familiar with the band, having owned their first two albums. I think it's great that London Calling was/is a watershed album for so many because music, being such a transcendent medium, is at it's best when it inspires and imbues change. I think it's by far their best album and damn near wore the grooves out of my vinyl copy when it came out. I liked Sandinista! and Combat Rock too but London Calling was their high-water mark.