I saw this as a RIYL on one of my music sites and could not believe the names involved: John Wetton, Alan Parsons, Rick Wakeman, Chris Squire, Steve Stevens, Derek Sherinian, Tony Kaye, Steve Morse, Fee Waybill, Steve Hillage, and on and on. "Well, this has to be good," I assumed (uh oh), and bought it unheard.
The entire record now resides in the recycle bin and soon I will tap "Empty" to rid my computer of this total wasted effort. Nope, won't keep a single note even though eight of the nine tracks top the six-minute mark, sort of an unofficial standard I've had for a few years as a show theme if I ever decide to go back on WPRK. This album is full of the clichéd, generic "prog" ideas that essentially ruined the genre in my mind some thirty years ago. Multi-tracked lame vocals abound. God, I'm so disappointed in this, can you tell?
The leader of this patchwork piece of shit is a dude who befriended the version of Yes from approximately two decades ago and was a card-carrying member for a few years. Parts of this album have the Yes blueprint (five former Yesmen playing on it, duh...) Since then he's mostly been involved with those tribute recordings that always used to sell a copy or two in our stores, you know, the songs of Pink Floyd/Journey/Lynyrd Zeppelin/ACDC-UFO... And that's what this album basically is, a tribute to Bad Prog Rock. But in an effort to be fair, I'll let the label try to sell you on it...
Oooof, time to dump the can...
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