*Over Christmas a ‘friend’ of mine insisted on playing the entire ‘concerts’ album by the ultra-hippy prog-rock group Henry Cow, notorious for their mix of turgid introspective jazz-rock symphonies and Stalinist dogma. The resulting extreme psychic trauma was such that i gave up listening to music, any music**, for three months and almost gave up making music altogether. What is it about Henry Cow that causes this effect? The reality is that no one likes or ever liked Henry Cow. They only sustained their existence because in the seventies there was NOTHING ELSE TO LISTEN TO!, to maintain your hippy, lefty credibility you HAD to pretend to like it. This unopposed vacuum allowed the group to develop their own, once heard, never forgotten, idiosyncratic style; pompous self indulgence fired by uncritical ‘communist’ ideology and dogmatic musical strictures.
Quero dizer que não estou de acordo com Simon Crab dos Bourbonese Qualk no seu blog. Eu falo por mim ,já gosto e ouço os Henry Cow há mais de vinte anos. Asim como os Skeletow Crew, fazem parte das minhas restritas bandas favoritas.
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