I think James Cameron could have called Avatar, “Progressive Rock: The Movie”, but there weren’t enough blue cat people on flying goose dragons. There wasn’t enough confluence between technology and the natural world. It wasn’t pretentious enough. Yes there was, he should have called it “Progressive Rock: The Movie: Live from Pompeii: Loreli: In the Round:Plays Live: The Mellotrononing 4: Mellotron.”
Alas, Bilber Monklewrench of Lilihatton Shire, My quiver is fallow. Hopefully Grumlin the Purple will bring back my fucking Mini Moog that he borrowed to produce Yes’s “Drama” album as a musical in fucking Nashville. Grumlin, I know it must of gotten wet, and Eddie Offord knows and he’s pissed.
way back in the day, my brother went to a Vanilla Fudge concert. Where the were backed up by some opening act called “Led Zeppelin”. Except the Fudge came out first, which he thought was whack. Anyhoo these hippy Brit chicks were going up and down the aisles passing around some good ‘L’, so by the time the ‘warm up’ act came out (i.e. after the Fudge) everybody was good and high. They timed it so that they played Dazed and Confused was when everyone was peaking.