[Review] Fripp & Eno: (No Pussyfooting) (1973)
What do you get when you combine the geniuses from King Crimson and Roxy Music? A stultifying album of electronics and tape loops.
What do you get when you combine the geniuses from King Crimson and Roxy Music? A stultifying album of electronics and tape loops.
A candybox of art-rock confections featuring members of Roxy Music, King Crimson and Sharks that reveals Eno to be a one-of-a-kind kook.
A band of misfits, a side of Ayers and a dose of intrigue converge at the Rainbow.
Nothing to be afraid of here. In fact, this is probably his most enjoyable album.
Apparently, Eno was just getting warmed up on Jets. Once heard, this album will change your world.
An album that leans closer to the Eno side of his recent adventures, with members of Roxy Music and Quiet Sun.
Eno’s warped pop sensibilities and ambient interests merge on his magnum opus.
Eno is struck by the inspiration to create music as environment rather than entertainment. Technically, struck by a car first, and then inspiration.
Fripp and Eno return for another album of soothing electronic loops on side one, and dark electronic space music on side two.
A certain ratio of Phil Manzanera, Brian Eno and Quiet Sun songs performed live.
Toylike melodies and electronic treatments that fail to equal the sum of their prestigious parts.
Not quite another Another Green World, but a final airing out of vocal ideas featuring Eno’s skewed pop/rock sensibilities.
Eno puts on his king’s lead thinking cap and helps the Heads make a quirky, minor masterpiece.
I’ve got a gut feeling these guys are geniuses.