A few weeks ago, when Will was freelancing over at a certain men’s magazine, he nicked an advance copy of a memoir by Lindsay Buckingham’s post-Stevie girlfriend, who joined the Fleetwood Mac entourage right before Rumours was released (early 1977). This book is atrociously written (it makes I’m with the Band look like great art) and shamelessly self-serving, but I’m drawn to it as I would be to a gossip magazine.

Anyway, the first half of the book is devoted to gushing about what a towering achievement Rumours is, so I decided to give it a re-listen. I’ve always mildly liked it, but one little song escaped my notice until earlier today, and I was compelled to listen to it several times in a row. So here I give you Never Going Back Again.