LENG TCH'E

Ouchies. Concept album taken to its pessimistic and painful extreme. Does that mean it's not good? Well, if you like avant-garde (and I do mean, the really experimental and conceptual stuff), then no, it is actually quite a good single song album. The problem is, the concept is torture. And you'd have to expect that it follows through as being an auditory torture as well as a being one on a conceptual basis. If you accept the album on those uncompromising terms, you might find that the piece follows through indelibly. If you can't meet it halfway, then there's no possible way you'll get to the real tortures half way through. I'm not sure how this really constitutes prog, except for the length, and the distinct three part progression, of feedback riddled guitar to drums, to a SCREAMING saxophone. Oh, and of course the screams that begin halfway. Not for everyone. Not for most people. Only for fans of Naked City, and those who actually like to see how far the musical extremes can be pushed. Because it gets pushed pretty far here.