I love the Canterbury Scene sound. The music was intricate, and the lyrics bordered on profound.
Caravan were about the best the genre ever produced.
I love the Canterbury Scene sound. The music was intricate, and the lyrics bordered on profound.
Caravan were about the best the genre ever produced.
Perhaps too diverse for their own good, Controlled Bleeding were very comfortable working in everything from harsh noise to nearly danceable beat music which fit in well with the Wax Trax! Records crowd.
This track, however, is the one which left the longest impression for me. It reminds me more of a Gothic take on progressive rock, and it’s a vein I wish the band would have tapped more, because it really caught them at their best.
I’m absolutely thrilled to know that Paul Lemos has soldiered on, but it’s quite a bitter loss knowing that Joe Papa and Chris Moriarty have moved on to their great reward.
A quick ditty from the undisputed master of Finnish tango, Eugen Malmstén.
With the passing of Daevid Allen, I’m monitoring a lot of Gong-related activity. Coming across this piece of weirdness, courtesy of Gilli Smyth, is both amusing and cringe-inducing in a wonderful way.
Special thanks to Dave Read who posted this.
A new release from Stasis Recordings by house artist Louis Haiman. I’m no expert in regards to house music, but this track brought me back to Kraftwerk’s early minimalist catalog, sans vocals. Brilliant material to work with.
Adam Stângă is a trumpeter from Moldova. Something wonderful to tap your feet to.
Zeuhl at its finest, made by Zao, which included Magma alums Yochk’o Seffer (saxophone, clarinet), François Cahen (piano) and Didier Lockwood (violin).
Duke Ellington with his masterpiece album, Money Jungle. Incredible.
With many thanks to Alan Freeman, the proprietor of England’s coolest prog-rock shop, Ultima Thule, and the editor of the magazine which poisoned my musical taste for the rest of my life, Audion.
This freakish track by Alcatraz managed to scramble the brains of Steven Stapleton of Nurse With Wound. If that isn’t high praise, nothing is.

Gong’s wonderful front-man has passed on to his great reward. He had been suffering for some time, but kept a brave face. Expect to see links all over social media shortly, but this news comes from his son, which is making the rounds in mailing groups. May Daevid rest well.
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