In my daddy’s car
Picture by Dasketch
Could you imagine Rod Stewart strutting around in front of King Crimson? How about lacing his gravel on velvet voice between the flute stabs of Jethro Tull? The only other thing I know about this band is that their 1972 record Reflections on the Future (similar to Herr Schuster’s “recent future” theory) is badass and totally bloated beyond capacity. It almost feels like it could be a fucking triple album.