Jeff Wayne's Musical Version of The War of the Worlds by Jeff Wayne

Album cover for Jeff Wayne's Musical Version of The War of the Worlds - Jeff Wayne
1. The Eve of the War
9:07
2. Horsell Common and the Heat Ray
11:36
3. The Artilleryman and the Fighting Machine
10:36
4. Forever Autumn
7:44
5. Thunder Child
6:06
1. The Red Weed, Part 1
5:56
2. Parson Nathaniel / The Spirit of Man
11:41
3. The Red Weed, Part 2
6:51
4. Brave New World
12:13
5. Dead London
8:37
6. Epilogue, Part 1
2:45
7. Epilogue, Part 2 (NASA)
1:50

Jeff Wayne's Musical Version of The War of the Worlds is a 1978 concept album by Jeff Wayne, retelling the story of The War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells. Its format is progressive rock and string orchestra, using narration and leitmotifs to carry the story via rhyming melodic lyrics that express the feelings of the various characters. The two-disc album remains a bestseller, having sold millions of records around the world, and is the 38th best selling album of all time in the UK with sales of 2,561,286 by 2009. It has since spawned multiple versions of the album, computer games, DVDs, and live tours.

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