HOW COULD I FORGET?
Quite easily, as usual. Andy Summers had one brief flush of glory before fading into shelf-stacking resentment. Oh yes. He recorded an album, you see - an ‘experimental’ album, if you will - with Robert Fripp. Mmmm.
It was called “I Advance, Masked”.
That’s all.
Written by Tanya Headon on Wednesday, August 2nd, 2000 | 318 views |
WHY? DEAR LORD...WHY?
My name is Tanya Headon and I hate music. All of it. The purpose of this weblog is a simple one: to detail, week on week, the failings and infinite wretchedness of the stuff, building into an encyclopaedia of musical badness.
Much of this music will generally be called 'good' by critics. Some of it you might be a fan of. Rather than get offended, think of this as the virulent opposite of all those smarmy Record Guides with their star rankings and chin-stroking critical weightings.
Here, everything gets one star.
I'm too famous now to link to anybody, or that's what my publicist tells me.
My name is Tanya Headon and I Hate Music. It really is that simple.
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