RED

The last of the Crimson glory-trio albums, Red, represents the harsh end of, not an era, but a musical be-ing. There's no point in analyzing the technical or musical side, I think that's already been covered thoroughly.

So, I'm gonna write some remarks on the meaning of this one. Red is that album that captures the feeling of the end, the end-ness of what means for a human to be human. No wonder it's called Red.

The creative, uncommon person, will always live the moment of end, this crude natural delimitation between what is as his own and what was as his own, in a very unbalanced way. Red, the colour, not of passion (this would be a cliche), but of living, of inner movement, of inner tension... is most adequate for this album.

The end is clearly what we would normally call a requiem. But it is a requiem not in the sense of awaiting-death, but a requiem in the sense of one's crumbling of inner horizons.

If existence (being one's ownmost) begins with images like the ones in Islands, continues with moments of existential moments of overcoming one's own burdens like in Larks', existence ends like King Crimson's "Red" shows us.