Roger that. I was a big fan as a teenager, but rejected them at some point.
I started grooving on them as a teen as well (this would be the Beat/Three of a Perfect Pair era), but never lost the love. First, they kept stopping when they didn't have anything to say, which I respect in bucket loads. Second, everytime they came back, they sounded different, and yet still identifiably Crimson-ish. Anyway, I think Fripp is one of the most underrated great guitarists, and funny-ass guys in the business. It's a bone-dry humor, granted (although I've known him to pass on the odd bodily function joke), but that's my style of humor generally.
Red is probably the single best thing they've ever done, though. It fucking kicks ass, takes names, and leaves no witnesses.
We covered Crimson's
Lizard
in the book.
We covered Crimson's Lizard in the book.
Oh, wicked cool. A totally underrated record of theirs, even by hardcore Crim heads. Who did the essay? In a lot of odd ways, it was Fripp's Beatles' tribute album.
A totally underrated record of theirs, even by hardcore Crim heads.
Pretty much exactly the point of the whole book. Though not limited to Crim heads.
Crim heads, crim heads. I just like saying that.
Who did the essay?
Bruce Duff. Alphabetically the King Crimson is preceded by Andy Kim (bubblegum pop), and Junior Kimbrough (blues) and followed by the Kinks (Muswell), Klaatu (faux space Beatles) and Klymaxx (80s electro funk).
I love our alphabetical format. Another good stretch:
Housemartins
Howlin' Wolf
Idle Race (Jeff Lynn of ELO's 60s band)
Individuals (80s indie arty rock)
Jacksons (Triumph)
James Gang (Yer Album)
Housemartins
My broomball team in college was named the Housemartins. Since we were the honors dorm, I wanted Smart People on Ice.
t /totally irrelevant
Which Lambchop?
Nixon. It was the one you recommended, so I figured I'd give it a go. And it rawks.
Joe: Milos! "I try hard to be good workerman, but refigemator so messy. So, so messy."
The sorrowful, weight-of-the-world way in which Dave reads that comment from the complaint box still cracks me up.
(Also, we had our VP of digital media on speakerphone the other day, and since we have broken all the conference phones, we had a regular phone with a speaker on it that didn't reach the conference table and had to go on a chair. Then they started making jokes about him pulling his chair up to the table. It took everything I had not to say "I'm not actually *in* the box, Dave.")
Not work safe, and really, really odd.
That *is* tempting, Jon. Do you know who's playing?
I got Oasis' What's the Story Morning Glory last night, because I've had "Don't Look Back in Anger" going through my head for weeks. It is ... very Oasis-y.
(And it is most unfair that the Oasis songs I like are split between two albums, so I had to pick. I'm gonna pout about that for a while.)
