With all but three tracks lost into the whirling nexus of digital oblivion when the Crims played in the cavernous Roseland Ballroom, we are left with only three tracks to document this show. However, this nearly fatal case of 'concertus interruptus' is surely better than nothing, isn’t it?
We join the proceedings to hear a riotous crowd going doolally after what was likely to have been LTIA IV. After some digital distortion things quiet down and we enter The Power To Believe Part III with Trey Gunn’s angelic solo soaring around the rooftop.
Oyster Soup isn’t the most obvious crowd-pleaser to slip into an encore section of the show but then this is King Crimson. It comes with some added lines from Fripp in the verses that seem to highlight the strange, topsy-turvy quality of the piece.
Back on more solid ground, the Portland punters are sent home with a brutal-sounding Vrooom ringing in their ears. Three of a perfect, er, trio?
We join the proceedings to hear a riotous crowd going doolally after what was likely to have been LTIA IV. After some digital distortion things quiet down and we enter The Power To Believe Part III with Trey Gunn’s angelic solo soaring around the rooftop.
Oyster Soup isn’t the most obvious crowd-pleaser to slip into an encore section of the show but then this is King Crimson. It comes with some added lines from Fripp in the verses that seem to highlight the strange, topsy-turvy quality of the piece.
Back on more solid ground, the Portland punters are sent home with a brutal-sounding Vrooom ringing in their ears. Three of a perfect, er, trio?
