Set aside your negative bias toward Yes—and while you're at it, lose your knee-jerk hatred of prog rock. Yes fuckin' rock—albeit in a long-winded, redonkulously complex manner. And Chris Squire's bass playing? Completely slaughters Les Claypool's. Ask Squarepusher. He'll vouch for me.
As those SoCal badboys the Mars Volta know, prog rock can be damned exhilarating, when done with just the right amount of excess, killer chops, trippy album artwork and a keenly rococo melodic sense—all of
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I don't care what kind of music you came to see, thirty four bands, in thirty two acres of space turned a hot weekend in Chinatown into a non stop sonic binge.
Last saturday, thousands of fans from all over So Cal trucked into the dust bowl parking lot across from L.A. Historic Park for the ___annual We The People Festival. In case you didn't catch that little reference to the Constitution, the event was designed to do two things: entertain and inform. In addition to rocking your socks
