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

Jeff Wayne's Musical Version Of The War Of The Worlds

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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