Review: Seventh Station – On Shoulders of Giants
An homage to postmodernist composers and a rejection of conventionality, this is prog metal pushed to its limits.
An homage to postmodernist composers and a rejection of conventionality, this is prog metal pushed to its limits.
Recommended for fans of: wait a minute, isn’t this the biggest band in prog? Oh yeah, Portnoy’s also back, I guess.
I’m not sure whether to start headbanging, or dancing the tango.
Trøst in the process.
Dammit, I just got my chickens’ feet disinfected.
These fellas really can’t stop themselves from releasing new music, can they?
So Ian Anderson walks into Machu Picchu…
It’s dangerous to go alone, read this!
Is accordion the metal instrument of the future?
FFO the ocean—preferably, the Atlantic one