It’s a music genre that’s been reviled for decades, yet it remains stubbornly popular with music freaks who demand more than a two-chord thrash. GARY STEEL writes in defence of prog-rock.
It must be a horrid thing sitting in the dark through hundreds of thought-provoking films from all over the world just to pass judgment for the benefit of Witchdoctor readers. We gave PAUL ROSE this most demanding of jobs. Here’s his second instalment.
The idea? Every day in May, to mark NZ Music Month and 38 years of his own rancid opining and reportage, Gary Steel will present something from his considerable behind. Personal archive, that is. This review appeared in the Sunday Star Times on October 31, 1999.