A review of YES, PROGENY: SEVEN SHOWS FROM SEVENTY-TWO (Rhino, 2015).
As I’ve mentioned a number of times, I was born in the summer of love, 1967. The youngest of three boys (eight years younger than the oldest and five years younger than the older), I inherited my music tastes at a very early age. Our house always had music playing—whether classical, jazz, rock, or pop. I especially loved the first three, though I could belt out most of the words to Three Dog Night with the best of three year olds. Crazily, I was able to sneak out of the crab, crawl downstairs (duplex), and put my favorite records on the turntable at 3 in the morning. No, I’m not exaggerating. I wanted the entire house to listen!
My favorites, though, even as a little kid were the songs by Yes, the Moody Blues, and Jethro…
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