... goes to hell or out of it (pay attention to this qualifier), because it is Friday, let me remind you why I abhor these urban so called "intellectuals", intellectuals they are not and never have been. They also always lacked the sense of beauty and artistic vision. Behold Lester Bangs and the Rolling Stone magazine--a collection of talentless scumbags. They didn't like ELP.
I caught myself yesterday being emotionally involved in this magnificent prom when British musical genius exploded through Prog Rock.
They couldn't fit all of them (I missed Jethro Tull) but was immensely gratified listening to Soft Machine. I wondered how was it for Karl Palmer playing to the music of his now deceased two geniuses Keith Emerson and Greg Lake.
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