The is the first incarnation of King Crimson in 30 years without Adrian Belew, and for me it's about time. After disbanding Crimson in 1974 Robert Fripp waited 10 years before devising a Crimson featuring Belew, the flashier guitarist, to be front and center. Fripp wanted to disappear into the dark, to be subsumed into the mix, to no longer be "the man," for whatever reason. He always remained a dominating force throughout the next three decades and Crimson's various incarnations, particularly as a composer of many of the instrumental pieces. Still, for fans like me of his particularly idiosyncratic guitar sound his contributions became entirely too egalitarian.
But according to a recent interview with Tony Levin this latest tour, the concept, the musicians, the song list was all Fripp's idea, so something's changed. I don't know if he's getting soft in his old age
, but last Tuesday the band performed what up until now Fripp had always forsworn doing - a greatest hits tour! No new material except for the incidental pieces used as bridges between some of the songs, unless you consider the newer arrangements of some of the familiar classics. I particularly liked the almost loping quality applied to Red. But of the 16 songs on the setlist, 10 were from albums released between 1969 and 1974. And every song sounded better (at least to me) than the original. I especially have to give props to Jakko Jakszyk for his vocals and fine guitar work. He didn't particularly impress me when he was with the Crimson tribute band but he's definitely stepped up his game (or maybe I just wasn't listening attentively enough before). A standout was his performance on The Letters. And the gorgeous cross picking Fripp played as accompaniment to the ballad portion was unbelievable. So beautiful. Then the thundering middle section with Mel Collins groaning sax and that heavy bottom end. Incredible. Then to be brought back to the tender melody with Jaks z yk's vocal and one of Sinfield's best lyrics. Oh man....
One More Red Nightmare....Pictures Of A City....Sailor's Tale....
....and of course 21st Century Schizoid Man, with one of the most jaw dropping drum solos I've ever heard placed in the middle. Honestly - Gavin Harrison - I had no idea. I don't even like drum solos that much. Less is more, usually. But this one was amazing. And like all greatest hits shows this Crimson had the crowd screaming out with Jaks
z yk when he sang the title.
But though that song was the closer, the great one for me was the band's penultimate offering, Starless. Fripp's finest melodic line, I think, and on this tour his boldest statement on the legacy of what is undeniably his band. On the album his guitar floats in, delicate and etheral. But Tuesday night The Master, no longer in the shadows, fully lit, his guitar turned up and searing, la
id out the melody over the haunting mellotron (or mellotron-like) chords and filled the theater with a sound everyone there will long remember. To old fans, who had all but given up hope of ever hearing those notes played again it's as if he was saying, "Thanks for hanging in there." And to the younger fans, many of whom I'm sure hadn't been born when Starless first came out, those notes seemed to say, "This is why you may have heard of me." But whether old fans or first timers, anyone who came Tuesday night wanting to hear why King Crimson has always been considered such a legendary band left with a very clear understanding. An incredible show.