At first, I thought there were only Jimi Hendrix and Phil Lynott, the only black musicians doing rock, then I discovered that there was even an entire band. more
The best of the discography more
a horse circus, nothing more. always noting that the horses are much more spectacular. nonetheless, despite my disdain for his genre, his musical philosophy and lifestyle, and his passion for the Maranello speedsters, he has created something redeemable (see "Black Star" on the first album - expressiveness not entirely subservient to technique). as far as I'm concerned, it’s listenable - with a relative pain in the ass - until "Trilogy." then, nothing. more
but who, Jessica? more
A narcissist of the guitar who, slathering pre-packaged patterns at 200 bpm all over himself, has managed to win over an audience of clueless kids who can’t tell music from a horse race. Unfortunately, the obsession with this shredding guitar nonsense continues with other idiots so fast they make Malmsteen look like an old man with arthritis (his belly is no joke, either). Now, this phenomenon is like a parallel dimension to music that has nothing to do with music at all. more
And everybody tells me Johnny is hot, Johnny needs something that he ain't got more
the reason I became passionate about music more
Buried for years in an old trunk, these tapes (recorded surprisingly well by Peter Giles) document the embryonic state of KC (still without Lake), creators at this stage of a volatile folk rock/jazz blend reminiscent of Pentangle (and in some tracks, sung by Judy Dyble, former Fairport Convention). Included are two versions of Drop in (the future The Letters), here transformed into corrosive blues rock, two finger-picked I talk to the wind, and the melodic Under the Sky, which later appeared on Sinfield's first LP. more
McDonald & Giles, the innocent souls of the early Crimson, recorded a sunny low-profile album in '70 with some naive ingenuities (e.g., the lyrics of Suite in C). Giles proves to be an exquisitely refined sculptor of the snare drum (fantastic in Tomorrow's People), and McDonald makes the most of his talent as a multi-instrumentalist and arranger (e.g., in the suite Birdman, the dream of a new Icarus, written with Sinfield). Flight of the Ibis is the original melody of Cadence... Winwood as a guest. more
One who played with his chainsaw at the factory. A tough guy, a man to imitate and praise because he made it to television and found success. Heaterz SUCATE! Go Pino! more
Great Metal, their guitar riffs have inspired people like Scotto, Scorpions, Kiss, and many others, all the best bands in the world. Thank you, Iron Maiden. more
Great Metal. Great Men. more
The idiot by definition! more
Yes, the song of the sirens immersed in an ocean of divine distortions. Absolutely magnificent. more
The sweetest feedback wall in history. The song of the sirens. more
"Oh love, won't you take me cloooose tooo yooooouuuuuu!" I foresee an endless stream of criticism for the next three albums from the poor Green Day (yes, a trilogy). A nice 2.5 for these grown-up kids who, in the end, in their genre (power pop), aren’t as annoying and bothersome as everyone says. more
"Hong Kong Garden" was spinning on the turntable, and that's when I thought to myself: "They could really make history...". more
This man was the Rock. Without a doubt. more
The quintessential frontman, born to be on stage. more
"The Show Must Go On" is more than enough for me, pleasantly. more