Listening to Laughing Stock during the game and thinking about how much money I would pay to get to hear the session tapes, Mark Hollis spending hours with a gaggle of musicians improvising music and then whittling it down into one of the great artworks of the 20th century
Yesterday I posted a prompt nobody bit on: albums which are objectively great but you still can't recommend to practically anyone because they require repeated listenings and, you know, thought.
My starter was Marillion's Afraid of Sunlight; Laughing Stock is absolutely another one.
Absolutley. And let me hear some of the studio banter. "Here is the chord chart. You are going to be playing along to just the drum track, but don't let that dictate your tempo too much. Just play whatever comes to mind. Now, please stare into the oil projection. You may proceed."
