“And then according to the man he showed his arms stretched out to space
He turned around and pointed revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper knowing all about the place”
And then according to the man he showed his arms stretched out to space
He turned around and pointed revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper knowing all about the place
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I was born too late for prog - received wisdom in my youth was that it was a bloated, indulgent genre, fit only for recycling (if we'd had recycling in those days). And so it comes to pass that I'm listening to this for the first time after bass player Chris Squire has passed away. I've got to admit, it's everything they said, but pretty good fun too.