EMERSON, LAKE & PALMER WORKS: But Only As A Frisbee!
This is disgusting and there’s no sense mincing pies any longer.
EMERSON, LAKE & PALMER Works (Volume 1)
This is disgusting and there’s no sense mincing pies any longer:
* 1. Emerson’s side consists of a piano concerto in three movements (i.e., about the average grunt for the not dissimilar bowel movement). The first two are little better than classical scaling exercises of the type Jan Hammer had mastered long before his Czechoslovakian walnuts dropped. At best there are melodic hints at the themes of ELP’s earlier “hits,” but instead of adding to this ivory effort they merely show this wingnut’s limits. The third movement is the most innovative, if only because it relies more upon the orchestra (London Philharmonic no less, but no more either) than the Stein way. It’s unfortunate that this stiff wrist technician, instead of sparking the interest of some glue sniffing cretin toward the genuinely fine classical stuff, will probably drive said glue head even deeper into Black Oak Arkansas.