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05-09-2006, 07:47 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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Good Prog.....
I have just started to listen to more prog. lately and was wondering if you guys could hook me up with some good prog. bands/artists. Band names please or even better some music, thanks.
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05-09-2006, 08:12 PM | #2 (permalink) |
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ermm there is a prog thread but wtf
umm pink floyd yes king crimson ELP rush prog metal Tool Opeth Meshuggeh
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
05-09-2006, 08:35 PM | #3 (permalink) |
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Go check out Porcupine Tree. Steve Wilson is a genius, you will love this band!
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05-09-2006, 08:49 PM | #7 (permalink) | |
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anyways did i mention kansas?
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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