Just how stupid is Into the Electric Castle?
Welcome! You have entered the cranial vistas of psychogenesis. This is the place of no time and no space. Do not be afraid for I am merely the vocal manifestation of your eternal dreams. I am as water, as air - like breath itself. Do not be afraid…
You have a task: To release yourselves from this Web of Wisdom, this knotted Maze of Delirium, you must enter the nuclear portals of the Electric Castle!
— Peter Daltrey, “Welcome to the New Dimension”
As much as I bitch and moan about how much money I spend, I just keep getting new stuff. Yesterday the order I placed with Discipline Global Mobile a week or two ago came in. I now have a CD copy of The Great Deceiver. The new pressing is exactly the same as the old (which I was introduced to through my brother’s copy and have been searching after ever since), but that’s fine with me and it probably makes completists happy too - they don’t have to spend another $70 for a couple bonus tracks. My question is: so what the hell took so long?
I’ve already changed my mind about the Landberk disc I called “boring” in yesterday’s entry. I’m starting to like it quite a bit, though I doubt it appeals to prog fans that dig the more complex stuff.
“At least I managed to limit my spending to three digits. Well, before converting back to Canadian dollars anyway.”
— Brad Evans