[Review] Emerson, Lake & Palmer (1970)
A new supergroup emerges on progressive rock’s horizon as three champions appear on stately chargers.
A new supergroup emerges on progressive rock’s horizon as three champions appear on stately chargers.
Poetry, classical music and progressive rock intertwine perfectly on ELP’s first single.
Yes, listening to this album is exactly like being run over by a giant, cannon-toting armadillo tank.
There’s nothing modest about ELP’s live adaptation of Mussorgsky’s classic collection of sound paintings.
ELP gives the classic Yes trilogy a run for its money on this progressive masterpiece.
Lake delivers a ballad for the ages and sets into motion the obligatory love song on every ELP album that followed.
ELP recruits lyricist Peter Sinfield and, really, goes too far on this progressive rock masterpiece.
What better way to honor one of the world’s great trios than a triple-elpee live album?
A Christmas song with a message about commercialism or lost innocence or possibly both.
With three solo sides, maybe they should have changed their name to Emerson, Lake or Palmer.
Beats and pisses all glommed together into a pretty globe.
Half archival live release, half recent concert document, all ELP.