Review: Syrinx – Time Out of Place
Time is a plague, there’s no time in this place.
Time is a plague, there’s no time in this place.
A long-awaited follow-up. Wait, how did this band find out that I’m into redheads?!
A rallying cry, lacking voice.
Far more ‘viums and ‘dōms than I can handle at once.
Prog fans love weird time signatures, right?
Ode to the Appaloosa (ie look at that horse anus).
I pledge allegiance to the sax.
All the Flower Kings horses and all the Flower Kings men couldn’t put prog together again.
We’re sure these reviews will provoke zero controversy whatsoever.
Everything at once all the time!