ISLANDS

A savagely crushing blow after the fantastic "Lizard" one year earlier. I guess it may have had something to do with the continually changing lineup. Either that - or the fact that Mr Fripp couldn't hold a steady band down for more than one year - so I guess that says a lot more about him than the musicians that came and went.

'Formentera Lady' kicks things off at snails pace - and from there on things basically grind to a halt. Orchestral strings and other classical instruments are utilised, but fail miserably to enliven procedures. Dull, dull dull. Even so called 'fans favourite' Song of the Gulls' cant' awaken me from my slumber while listening to this snorefest. By the time I'm half way through listening to the title track 'Islands' I'm so comatose that I can barely string a sentence together.

Thankfully much better days were to follow. This is, however, one to forget - a non-entity. Nada.