Tuesday, June 17, 2003

Well, I hated the film Velvet Goldmine, and I can't say that I agree with him when he states that the mid-70s was "...oddly conservative era for solo-driven music", (if anything, it seems to me, the mid-70s was the last golden age for guitarists with distinctive sounds) but Mr. Sean Collins over at Attentiondeficitdisorderly Too Flat republishes an otherwise excellent piece he wrote about King Crimson's Red album and Robert Fripp's contribution to not only that but other great music as well. Yea verily, he sayeth sooth. Goeth thou here to read.

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