I've never liked gazpacho, the soup, but while researching uses for leftover Bloody Mary mix, I found a promising recipe from Ina Garten (Da Vida) that turned out to be a wonderful mixture which has changed my view on this cold, liquid medley. Gazpacho, the band, took the name based on
"the bastard of soups...(offering) a surprise, something unexpected, something out of the norm..." They hail from Norway (I was trying to think of others from there....was A-Ha Norwegian?) and started recording a dozen years ago. I noticed the band's name on
Steven Wilson's label, Kscope, and mistakenly ass-u-me(d) progressive rock and purchased this record which dropped in early April. My copy has five tracks (most list four) and clocked in at 49 minutes. One is 12:30 in duration, another is 18:30. Was I that wrong to guess prog rock? This is where doing my research
post purchase/listen bit me in the ass. This is art rock.....depressing art rock.......boring art rock....... popping-Quaaludes-like-tic-tacs art rock....
I
NEVER get that wasted (anymore). I don't want to be around people that wasted. I don't want to listen to depressing music. So this is where the entire file went...
