You wonder where they go sometimes, and then you stumble on a recording on an obscure label (of course, all labels seem obscure these days) and you think, “Damn!”
I treated myself to a new album this week. Peter Banks, Reduction.
Who?
Peter Banks. Let me do a little raving about Peter Banks.
Way back when my hormones and my ears synched in perfect openness and my future musical tastes became established, I discovered a small band (at the time) that I have since come to think of as seminal. Yes.
No, really, the band Yes. I’ve written about my affection for Yes elsewhere. …