King Crimson - Lizard

Nobody on earth knows what the fuck Peter Sinfield is writing about. Or what Robert Fripp has in his head. And apparently Gordon Haskell didn't know either. The third full length album from King Crimson doesn't sound as jazzy as Wikipedia says although the moments are there. The first track sounds at first like a child's nightmare is about to begin, with it flowing into a beautiful piece. Haskell's vocals seem not so much out of place but just simply different to the music, owing to the fact this is the only album he's on. His distorted vocals on the next two tracks were very interesting to which I did enjoy. The last piece on side A is quiet and tranquil. Not one for the car. Side B holds the true to form prog rock epic (and title) track with Jon Anderson of Yes making an appearance. Rupert awakes to find the never ending mellotron note. Morning coffee was washed down with a bolero trying to sound like jazz, or jazz trying to sound like bolero. Either way, Carl Palmer wasn't behind the kit.