Ahhh, the productivity continues . . .
Last night =
2 pizzas, Be Bop Deluxe, Zappa, Shakedown Street, Magma, some crappy band in the B Room, and no Mike P.
I should start by saying that I like Prog Rock as much as the next guy. I grew up listening to Yes, King Crimson, Rush, Genesis et al.
However, I have never come across anything like what I was introduced to last night. Magma. And they’ve been around since 1970.
First of all, they’re French. Second of all, their lyrics contain no real words. From their wikipedia page: Magma ” invented a constructed language Kobaian, in which most lyrics are sung. Kobaïan is a phonetic language made by elements of the Slavonic and Germanic languages to be able to express some things musically. The language has of course a content, but not word by word. ”
More: “In the course of their first album, the band tells the story of a group of people fleeing a doomed Earth to settle on the planet Kobaïa. Later, conflict arises when the Kobaïans — descendants of the original colonists — encounter other Earth refugees.”
They’re actually not bad though. I think Matt may have a life sized doll of their guitar player.
So, i don’t even know how this posting thing works. Last night was great – the first time in the history of the band that we went the entire 3 hours and didn’t play any of our own songs. of course, that’s largely due to the fact that Mike wasn’t able to attend, meaning that we had to oscillate between Matt’s absolutely rancid attempts at drumming and Mon’s somewhat more passable attempts (above). Luckily I i was able to save the day with my open G rendition of Exile on Main Street (side one).