H TO HE, WHO AM THE ONLY ONE

This album is pretty amazing, definitely a classic. Imagine an unholy cross between Lizard and Acquiring the Taste (it came out before either), with a dash of Saucerful of Secrets, add the most tortured maniac vocalist of any prog band, and you've just about got it. If you are a fan of any of those albums (and you know who you are), then you just have to have this one. Still, this record manages to be darker still, and even more cerebral. Hammil's voice is unapproachable, Jackson's sax spits fire, and Banton's organ sounds like Tony Kaye on a bad acid trip. Their buddy Fripp shows up to enhance the texture with some acoustic guitar. My favorite track is Pioneers over C, a chilling science-fiction tale about the first people who attempted to travel over the speed of light and what happened (or didn't happen) to them. An enigmatic, haunting epic which stays with you.