Heavy Horses (1978) — Jethro Tull · British Progressive Rock · Album Guide

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Heavy Horses

  • BandJethro Tull
  • Released1978
  • StyleFolk / prog
  • Line-upIan Anderson, Martin Barre, John Evan, Dee Palmer, John Glascock, Barriemore Barlow

Heavy Horses is the pastoral heart of Jethro Tull — the second panel of their folk trilogy, and a lament for a rural England vanishing beneath the machine. Released in 1978, it is darker and heavier than Songs from the Wood, and its nine-minute title track is among the most beloved things the band ever recorded.

The short version

Heavy Horses (1978) is the eleventh studio album by Jethro Tull, recorded at Maison Rouge Studios and produced by Ian Anderson. The six-piece features Martin Barre, John Evan, keyboardist and arranger Dee Palmer, bassist John Glascock and drummer Barriemore Barlow, with Darryl Way of Curved Air guesting on violin. Songs about cats, mice, moths and working horses conceal a serious meditation on the modern world pressing in on the countryside.

The middle of the trilogy

Jethro Tull spent the late 1970s making three albums steeped in British folklore and rural life: Songs from the Wood, this record, and Stormwatch. Where the first had been merry, Heavy Horses is shadowed. Anderson still writes about animals, but the machines are closing in, and the electric guitar returns to the foreground. The band was at its most settled: Dee Palmer, credited on the original sleeve as David Palmer, had become a full member, bringing real orchestral strings in place of synthesizers, and Darryl Way — the violinist from Curved Air — was invited to play on two songs. It also proved to be John Glascock’s last full album with the band.

The sound

This is Jethro Tull at their most beautifully balanced. Anderson’s acoustic guitar, mandolin and flute weave through Martin Barre’s electric lines, which are sharper and heavier than on the previous album; John Evan keeps to piano and organ, and Dee Palmer’s string arrangements, played by real players rather than keyboards, lend the record its depth and its ache. Barriemore Barlow drums with extraordinary invention throughout, and John Glascock’s bass is melodic and sure. Medieval jigs, odd bar lengths, prog complexity and English melancholy sit together as though they always belonged.

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The songs

‘...And the Mouse Police Never Sleeps’ opens with a cat seen from the mouse’s point of view, and hides a keyboard fugue built on Three Blind Mice. ‘Acres Wild’ is the album’s most-played song, a medieval jig in which Darryl Way’s violin trades phrases with guitar and bass. ‘Moths’ takes its title not from the insect but from a game in a John le Carre novel; Dee Palmer recalled that Anderson walked in with an acoustic guitar and captured this intricate, irregular song in two takes, one of which became the master. Then comes ‘Heavy Horses’ itself, nine minutes in praise of Britain’s working horses — Clydesdale, Suffolk, Percheron, Shire — made redundant by the tractor.

Reception and legacy

The album went gold in America and has become one of the most cherished records in the Tull catalogue, admired by fans and critics alike. The title track, which only truly takes flight when Darryl Way’s violin enters and the tempo shifts, is regularly named among Anderson’s finest achievements, and it stayed in the live sets for decades alongside ‘One Brown Mouse’ and ‘Acres Wild.’ Barriemore Barlow’s drumming and Dee Palmer’s arrangements are singled out by almost everyone who writes about it. The closing ‘Weathercock,’ using the weather as a figure for the human condition, points directly toward Stormwatch.

The verdict

Heavy Horses is essential Jethro Tull, and for many listeners the finest thing they made after Aqualung. It rewards patience: the songs are intricate, the moods subtle, and the sadness beneath the rural imagery only reveals itself slowly. Come for the jig of ‘Acres Wild’ and the beauty of ‘Moths,’ stay for the great title track, and hear a band mourning a way of life while playing better than they ever had. English melancholy has rarely sounded so warm.

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