FRAGILE

As a infactuated young man lost in this crazy world in the the late 60's, hearing 'Time and a word' for the first time quite simply became a religious experince. A proverbial musical road to Damicas experience. Life suddenly had a meaning, a direction. I was in love. As my first encounter with the spectualar, fasinating, beautiful music of Yes, I felt overwhelmed that a band was basically making the type of music I had been waiting my whole life to hear. The 'Yes Album' followed and left me incapable of functioning as a normal cilivan in society. All i wanted to do was lie on my bed and indulge myself in that magical album. As you can imagine, I was feverlishing anticipating the next release. After what seemed like years of waiting, the new album was released. I lovingly and carefully placed the fresh, shiny vinyl on my record player, pressed play, and then......DISASTER STRUCK. After a few humilating, soul-destroying listens of the whole record, i reluntantly had to come the conclusion that i had just purchased a fully blown 100% authentic STINKER! The very next day, after waking up, i quickly spun th e record again, in the naive, misguided hope/dream that the day before's nasty experience was just a dream....BUT NO....It was real alright!!! To this day, over 30 years later i rigidly stuck to my promise that i would never listen to THAT band ever again. I can proudly declare (boast) that i have never even CONSIDERED it!