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Intriguing expermentalish, jam-sessionish piece; thanks Hyena! I’ve always loved their somewhat more straight-ahead ’21st Century Schizoid Man’:
I loved prog back then and am proud to say that even today I am only faintly embarrassed by that affection. Some of it I still think great.
I remember going to a club in the late seventies to hear the Ramones. This was in the period when prog was fading and I was mourning the loss of the genre’s complexity as well as its pretensions, pomposity and precociousness. I went to the club with my boss, a fairly well-known Oxford trained economist with a lot of publications to his credit. He had plainly made the large leap required in that era from the high-mindedness of prog to the abject stupidity of punk. He clearly loved the idea of tossing out any notion of composition, craft and chops in favor of bobbing his over-educated head to Sheena is a Punk Rocker. My rebellion then was to say I hated the Ramones, and I still do. Bring back Procol Harum I say.
I was in a similar position, hated the new wave & punk scene. But eventually I met a friend who turned me on to another side of it, like XTC for example. And I turned this punk new waver on to early Genesis so it was all good.
I like punk best when it’s mixed with something else, like rockabilly or ska or what have you; usually it requires more talent to play such, and adds musical interest that otherwise wouldn’t likely be there, while keeping the fast tempo.
Well I think you need to put “live” in quotes for that bit of lip…. uhh, instrument syncing. Haven’t heard that one in years. While I like some Crimson, “Lark’s Tongue” is just too formless.
I don’t know if Robert Fripp was still in the lineup when “Tongue” was done. But in any case, for all the formless dither Fripp produced in his life, he will walk straight into heaven for having produced and played guitar on “The Roches,” in particular the cut “Hammond Song,” which I’m pretty sure is what actually plays when you walk into heaven.
Reblogged this on Will S.' Random Weirdness Blog and commented:
Intriguing expermentalish, jam-sessionish piece; thanks Hyena! I’ve always loved their somewhat more straight-ahead ’21st Century Schizoid Man’:
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Thanks for dropping by, nice blog you’ve got there!
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I loved prog back then and am proud to say that even today I am only faintly embarrassed by that affection. Some of it I still think great.
I remember going to a club in the late seventies to hear the Ramones. This was in the period when prog was fading and I was mourning the loss of the genre’s complexity as well as its pretensions, pomposity and precociousness. I went to the club with my boss, a fairly well-known Oxford trained economist with a lot of publications to his credit. He had plainly made the large leap required in that era from the high-mindedness of prog to the abject stupidity of punk. He clearly loved the idea of tossing out any notion of composition, craft and chops in favor of bobbing his over-educated head to Sheena is a Punk Rocker. My rebellion then was to say I hated the Ramones, and I still do. Bring back Procol Harum I say.
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I was in a similar position, hated the new wave & punk scene. But eventually I met a friend who turned me on to another side of it, like XTC for example. And I turned this punk new waver on to early Genesis so it was all good.
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I like punk best when it’s mixed with something else, like rockabilly or ska or what have you; usually it requires more talent to play such, and adds musical interest that otherwise wouldn’t likely be there, while keeping the fast tempo.
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Well I think you need to put “live” in quotes for that bit of lip…. uhh, instrument syncing. Haven’t heard that one in years. While I like some Crimson, “Lark’s Tongue” is just too formless.
I don’t know if Robert Fripp was still in the lineup when “Tongue” was done. But in any case, for all the formless dither Fripp produced in his life, he will walk straight into heaven for having produced and played guitar on “The Roches,” in particular the cut “Hammond Song,” which I’m pretty sure is what actually plays when you walk into heaven.
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It’s interesting, that weird old sod has a gentle side. It surfaces on the Hall and Oates album he produced as well.
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