It seems to be ‘conventional wisdom’ that prog-rock is crap ‘because you can’t dance to it’. Clearly nobody has told my seven-year old niece, who spontaniously danced very elegantly to King Crimson’s “Epitaph” and the title track on the classic “In the Court of the Crimson King”. I only put it on the stereo to show my nephew what a Mellotron sounded like.
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