Le Studio?

Rush in Le Studio.  Image "borrowed" from www.rushisaband.com.

Rush in Le Studio. Image “borrowed” from http://www.rushisaband.com.

Dear Progarchists,

A nice note came to the website today:

I recently searched for pictures of the famed Le Studio in Quebec where Rush recorded (following my own desire for a place so cool to record in).  I found out that Le Studio has been abandoned and was facing demolition.  All the news I found is a couple of years old and I’m wondering if it was demolished or if someone purchased the place to preserve it.

Does anyone have any idea of what happened?  Thanks, Brad

People I Don’t Know Who Do Nice Things

I had a hard time trying to think of a title for this post. I wanted something snappy and catchy but ended up with People I don’t know who do nice things. Let me explain.
There is a man in Greece. His name is Dimitriadis Tasos. I have since learnt that he is an artist and a fan of progressive rock music. One morning a few weeks ago I noticed that this guy had posted a video on you tube of one of our songs, Desert Sands. It was a really good video, miles better than anything I could have done. After getting in touch with him he said he had done it because he liked the music, and would like to do some more. He has since done Reminiscence and last night he posted this one for Situation Disorientation.

There is no reason for him doing this for us apart from the fact he likes our music.
Likewise, there is a gentleman with the initials BB who occasionally writes on this site who has championed our music and written some really nice words, not only about the music but about me as well. It feels good when strangers ( people you don’t know ) do something nice for you. I have also had the opposite happen to me this week and I am hurting from it so thank you to the people I don’t know for restoring my faith in the world.

Thanks for reading the thoughts of a rambling mind.

Black Codex, Episodes 14-26

The Black Codex episodes 14-26 released

On October 7th we have released the second double CD in the four part series of The Black Codex.

The Black Codex tells the story of a young man (Ezio) who sets out to draw a map of the world, from a wooden flying machine. However, from the moment he meets Lev, his plans go completely awry. Lev has a mysterious insight in the patterns in which people behave and is a master of secret plans and schemes. Lev involves Ezio in his quest for an ancient book called The Black Codex. They encounter all kinds of villains, secret societies and mythic characters.


Originally setup as  a weekly digital release only the whole series will be released on 4 double CD’s, packaged in a mini-album sleeve. Together with the fourth part a box and a book will become available. The series of double CD’s will be released quarterly. Together with the last double CD a box and booklet will be released.

 Mastermind behind The Black Codex is multi-instrumentalist, composer and producer Christiaan Bruin. Not only does he handle the drums for both the progressive rock band Sky Architect as the progressive metal band Adeia. He recently joined  Nine Stones Close as keyboardist. He is also one of the major supports as a musician and producer of Maartje Dekker’s Mayra Orchestra. And of course he has released already 4 solo albums.

EPK: http://we.tl/CmpX4OLy4o

Videoclip: http://youtu.be/D1xNBUHS_gg

Billy Reeves Strikes Again!

Kscope, Podcast 56, and Billy Reeves.

Kscope, Podcast 56, and Billy Reeves.

I must happily admit, every month I really look forward to iTunes informing me that a new Billy Reeves/Kscope Podcast has arrived in my podcast box (“area”? I have no idea what it’s called–something in iTunes).  This month’s–no. 56–is especially good.


Make sure you check it out.  It features music and news from Lunatic Soul, NAO, Iamthemorning, Anathema, and Steven Wilson.

Friendly Fire in Hostile Waters: The Life Saving Lyrics of Steve Hogarth and Neil Peart

N.B. This is a deeply personal essay considering two examples of why prog means so much to me. I could offer others. But, on this October 11, 2014—the second anniversary of the creation of this website—these are the two I need to offer. I reveal some things that maybe should be left unrevealed. . . but such is life.


Marillion, Afraid of Sunlight (1995). St. Michael or one of his relatives.


As some readers of progarchy might know, I’m a progarchist only at night and during my free time. By day, I’m a professional historian, lecturer, and biographer. I’m also a husband of one and a father of six. . . well, seven. . . but that will be explained in a moment.

Though I’ve had the amazing opportunity to lecture in England (2003 at the Ashmolean), I generally lecture in the U.S. In some years, I might lecture as many as 20x in various locations around the country. Usually and understandably, I’m asked to lecture on the liberal arts, Catholicism, biography, etc. But, almost always when someone who knows me only from my academic career looks at my resume, he sees “progarchy” or something about “prog rock” and becomes more than a bit dumbfounded. Yes, I admit it. Rather proudly. I’m 47, and I love Socrates, Jesus, and progressive rock. I love Batman, too, but that’s another story.

All of this is merely to give context to what I’m about to write.

From as early as I could remember, I read everything I could get my hands on. I was never a huge TV person (aside from Star Trek), and I’d just as soon spend any free time outside exploring that vast horizons of Kansas as I would reading. But, also, for as long as I can remember, I loved music. As a toddler (and my mom can confirm this), I’d crawl out of the crib, make my way to the family room, and blast the stereo system at three in the morning, waking the entire house. I also used to turn on oven burners at full blast at 3 in the morning, but this, too, is a different story.


Yessongs design and art by Roger Dean. My first prog obsession.

I grew up with a very, very intelligent mother and two spirited and equally intelligent older brothers. They introduced me to Tolkien, to Bradbury, and to progressive rock. Lots and lots of progressive rock. In particular, I used to stare and stare at the gatefolds of Yes’s Yessongs. And, of course, Roger Dean’s art is deeply ingrained in every fibre of my being.

Prog has gotten me through much. As some level, it has been almost religious for me. I can state with complete honesty—though without detail, at least at the moment—that had I not had the music of the Moody Blues, Yes, and, especially, Rush, I would not have survived junior high school. I mean this quite literally. Neil Peart’s lyrics gave me a reason to live when it seemed no others existed. Let’s leave it at this: I had an amazing mom, two wonderful brothers, and a rather evil step father (sounds like a Disney movie, I know, but it’s true—he’s currently serving in the first third of a 13-year prison sentence; not a “nice guy.”).


Rush, Signals. Art and design by Hugh Syme. The album that taught me to be myself.

Even with my step father and his machinations, I was able to escape INTO prog. A simple pop or rock song wouldn’t do it. My imagination demanded long songs, intricate bass and drums, and philosophical lyrics.

It still does.

Most of my prog associations are happy ones, despite what I just wrote above. There was prog when I went through college and graduate school, when I play Canasta (my favorite game), when I bake (one of my hobbies), when I met my wife, when we got married (at our wedding; yes, prog was played!), when we had each one of our children, and throughout my entire professional career. Every book I’ve written, I could’ve easily dedicated to a few artists who inspired me as I pounded the keys and poured over the research.

The lyrics of Greg Spawton, Mark Hollis, Roine Stolt, Andy Tillison, Tom Anderson, Tori Amos, Sam Healy, Roland Orzabal, and Neil Peart hover always near my conscious waking state, and who knows what they do to my dreams? Quite a bit, I presume.

To the crux of the point. I could name probably ten albums that have fundamentally shaped my life and made me—for better or worse—who I am.

But, no moment in my life—even with all the horrors of childhood—compares to August 8, 2007. On that day, my wife delivered a full-term stillborn baby. Our little girl, Cecilia Rose Birzer, had been utterly healthy and had come to full term on August 6. Rather than induce, we decided to wait and allow her to come naturally. It was a wretched decision to make as on the morning of August 8, she became entangled in her own umbilical cord and strangled to death. At the time it happened, my wife felt a strange, painful jolt in her womb. By the time we got to the hospital, though, Cecilia Rose had already suffocated.

It’s one thing to suffer and be abused on a personal level. It’s a radically different thing to see a loved one suffer. There’s nothing in this world more horrific than knowing that your child has been harmed. Nothing. I’d rather die at the hands of a madman than see one of my own children hurt. And, there was my little precious girl strangled to death in the most protective of all places—her mother’s womb.

We held our baby for a very long time after she came into the world. She grew hauntingly and eerily cold as the heat from her mother’s womb dissipated. There was our little girl, never to wear pink, never to love princess, never to fall in love with a prince.

Our community—at the college and through our parish—rallied around us, and, for this, we are eternally grateful. Strangely enough, he had just moved to a new house—located across the street from a grave yard. We had our little girl buried there.

Of course, I’ll never forget the year after she died. I was on sabbatical, and I was writing my biography of American founding father, Charles Carroll. The day Cecilia Rose died was the most confusing of my entire life. My wife handled it all with beautiful strength and grace, her husband less so. For the next week, every single minute seemed a day, every hour a lifetime, and the entire week a year or more. We buried her on August 14.

After the funeral, after the burial, after all of our friends had returned to their respective lives, I felt absolutely alone and quite bitter. I don’t member a lot about that year.  I hugged our other kids all of the time, I wrote my biography of Carroll, and I made daily (sometimes more) pilgrimages to Cecilia Rose’s grave. I had experienced real depression as a kid—but it was of an entirely different kind. When I was a kid, the evil happened to me. Now, as an adult, the evil happened to my daughter. The first was bearable, the second didn’t seem to be.

From August 8, 2007, to March 5, 2008, I hated God. There’s no way around it, I hated Him. I never doubted His existence, but I thought He was nothing more than a huge, nasty, omnipotent bully. While at Cecilia Rose’s grave, I would (quite literally) shake my fist at the sky and scream. I’ve been against abortion all of my life, but, standing at her grave, I raved that “God was the biggest and most evil abortionist in the universe.”

On the evening of March 5, 2008, I sat in Mass, and I decided that I hated God so much, I would end my own life. I had thought about suicide a lot as a kid, and it was the words of Neil Peart that had given me the strength to persevere. After leaving for college, entering marriage, and having kids, such thoughts had dissipated to nothing. I’d assumed they were gone forever.

In the near absolute darkness of March 5, 2008, though, I was ready to end it all. All of my doubts and fears overwhelmed me. I was thirteen again, and I was ready to say goodbye, even if that meant leaving my wife and kids alone. In some twisted logic, I’d convinced myself that since I’d allowed my daughter Cecilia Rose to “be murdered” I wasn’t fit to be a father. My wife and kids would be better off without me.

Some small voice resisted that night, and I called one of my closest friends. I won’t give his full name, but his first name is Steve. Steve, being about the kindest person I know (and wickedly smart), immediately came to see me. We met at the parking lot in front of our office building. I’m not sure how long we sat in my car talking. It might have been an hour, it might have been five. Steve, being Steve, never complained. He just listened. I cried, I ranted. I probably seemed more than a bit crazy. And, I think I was. Yet, after however long we talked, it was over. Just the very witness of Steve’s friendship made me realize the beauty of living. I’ve still never gotten over my anger about the loss of my daughter, and I think of her every day. I can, however, now accept her death even if the pain remains (and, believe me, it does, and, I assume, always will).

Afraid Of Sunlight (back)

Day-glo Jesus.

So, what does all of this have to do with progressive rock? One album and only one album sustained me during that horrific time, August 8, 2007-March 5, 2008, even as I slowly and sometimes not so slowly descended into despair: Marillion’s Afraid of Sunlight.

I don’t mean to suggest that I didn’t listen to other music. I most certainly did, and I enjoyed that other music. That was also a year of The Flower Kings, Kevin McCormick, Rush, Talk Talk, Riverside, Porcupine Tree, Pure Reason Revolution, and others. But, it was always Afraid of Sunlight that gave me the most strength, and it was to that album that I returned over and over again.

I had, naturally, come to Brave first (through my friend, Lee), and I loved every aspect of it. I had delved into the lyrics, the music, and the meaning of Brave. It was, perhaps, one of the finest puzzles I’ve ever unraveled. But, of course, it ends in suicide. I had spent so much time deconstructing Brave that I decided just to take Afraid of Sunlight for what it was. I had (and have) every note and every lyric memorized. But, I never analyzed the album. It was only recently—perhaps in the last several months—that I finally looked into its meaning, finding out that the album dealt with celebrity and the death of celebrity: O.J. Simpson; Michael Jackson; and Brian Wilson.

I’m very glad I didn’t know any of this in 2007 and 2008. Then, it was quite simply an album of immense hope—hope in beauty, hope in truth, and hope in goodness. Hope. An overabundance of hope.

Steve’s guitar, Pete’s bass (the bass ties the entire album together), Mark’s keyboards, Ian’s drums—all so gorgeous, so intense, so meaningful. And, then, Hogarth’s voice. What can one say that would ever do justice to such a voice? It’s a voice of hope, a voice of truth, a voice of beauty, and a voice of conviction.

I hope the band will forgive me for reposting these lyrics without permission.

Drive the road to your surrender
/Time comes around… out of my hands
/Small boats on the beach at the dead of night
/Come and go before first light/
Leave me running in the wheel
/King of the world
How do you feel? 
What is there to feel? 

So how do we now come to be
/Afraid of sunlight? 
Tell me girl why you and me
/Scared of sunlight? 

Been in pain for so long/
I can’t even say what hurts anymore
/I will leave you alone/
I will deny/
I will leave you to bleed/
I will leave you with your life/

So how do we now come to be/
Afraid of sunlight? 
Tell me girl why are you and me/
Scared of sunlight? 

All your spirit rack abuses/
Come to haunt you back by day
/All your byzantine excuses
Given time, given you away
/Don’t be surprised when daylight comes
/To find that memory prick your thumbs
/You’ll tell them where to run to hide
/I’m already dead/
It’s a matter of time/

So how do we now come to be/
Afraid of sunlight/
How do we now come to be
/Afraid of sunlight/
So how do we now come to be/
Afraid of sunlight
How do we now come to be
/Afraid of sunlight/

Dayglo jesus on the dash/
Chalk marks on the road ahead
/Friendly fire in hostile waters
/Keep the faith/
Don’t lose your head
/So how do we now come to be? ….

Such words could not, of course, bring back my Cecilia Rose.  But, they did save my life.

For: Dedra and Steve.

RochaNews: In Search of the Sun


Debut album “The World Is Yours” out now on Raging Demon Entertainment

LONDON, ENGLAND – U.K. rising rock/metal quintet, In Search Of Sun, has teamed up with ARTISTdirect to launch a music video for the track “Draw The Line,” taken from the band’s debut album The World Is Yours, which released earlier this week on Raging Demon Entertainment. Stream the new “Draw The Line” video at: http://www.artistdirect.com/entertainment-news/article/exclusive-video-premiere-in-search-of-sun-draw-the-line/11198711.

“We had so much fun making this video,” the band told ARTISTdirect. “It was a breath of fresh air working with such awesome people. It’s short and sweet, but it certainly gets the message across. The song is about how, no matter what you do, the government are always tracking your every move. However, no matter what they do, they cannot get into your head, so we’re trying to tell people to use some initiative to think outside the box and excel in what you do. The girls in the video represent the silver lining in every cloud. Break for nothing!”

The World Is Yours can be purchased on iTunes at: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/the-world-is-yours/id902615814 and Amazon.com at: http://www.amazon.com/The-World-Yours-Search-Sun/dp/B00M3SRYSS.

The World Is Yours was produced by Phil Kinman at MTR Studios (Deadly Circus Fire, Tank, Paul Di’Anno) and mastered by Harry Hess at HBomb Mastering (Cancer Bats).

The official “The World Is Yours” music video can be seen on YouTube at: http://youtu.be/WYRdTXN2AdU.

Formerly known as Driven, The World Is Yours marks a significant step up in songwriting, production and maturity for In Search Of Sun, with head-bopping beats, epic choruses and ambient soundscapes replacing the groove-laden metalcore roots of its debut EP, ‘A Breakdown of Character.’ The album itself is built upon a foundation that’s been developing over the last three years, with the name change being the final piece of the puzzle in terms of crafting and sealing the band’s identity.

Commented the band, “The World Is Yours has been a while in the making, but it’s a big shift up for us in terms of direction and sound and we can’t wait to get out there and start playing these songs live. Expect an uplifting and hard-hitting journey through groove-ridden riffing and punching beats.”

01. The World Is Yours

02. Give In

03. 51 56

04. In Search Of Sun

05. Idle Crown

06. Burn

07. To The Axe

08. Skin

09. Draw The Line

10. The Eyes Behind I

“Melodic Bliss” – MetalInjection.net

“So sweeping! So cinematic! So impossible to get out of your head once you’ve heard it!” – MetalSucks.net

“[In Search Of Sun] exude just enough mainstream to hit the airwaves while delivering a calibre of creativity that will impress the underground.” – Music Connection 

Since the band’s inception in 2011, In Search Of Sun has been creating a vicious racket on the live front. Following a high octane set at Hammerfest 2013 in North Wales, In Search Of Sun has played at sold out shows at The Borderline and Relentless Garage in London, and blown audiences away all over the country with a fine mix of infectious melodies, raw emotion and an intense interaction with the crowd, all recurring themes throughout its promising, young live career.

‘A Breakdown of Character,’ the band’s debut five-song EP, saw the single “Uproar” added to Scuzz TV’s “Nonstop Metal Playlist” in the U.K.

Stay tuned for more information on In Search Of Sun and The World Is Yours.


In Search Of Sun online…



In Search Of Sun is…

Adam Leader – Vocals

Rory Kay – Guitar

David Mena Ferrer – Guitar

Faz Couri – Bass

Sean Gorman – Drums, Vocals

Rhys Marsh, SENTIMENT: News



RHYS MARSH – “Sentiment”

Release date: 10th November, 2014

Label: Autumnsongs Records

Format: CD (mini-lp style double gatefold sleeve) & digital download 

UPC: 7 071245 149055

Cat. No.: AR018CD

“Sentiment’, the debut solo album from Rhys Marsh, the voice of The Autumn Ghost & Kaukasus, is set for release 10 November 2014 on Autumnsongs Records. 

‘Sentiment’ is a journey into the darker side of the soul, both musically & lyrically, and is by far the most personal statement that Marsh has produced. Sonically & texturally, this is a dense album, full of thick atmospheres & intense dynamics, with songs that will grip you and keep you on the edge of your seat.

Following the success of Kaukasus’ debut album earlier this year, Marsh has continued down the same road mood-wise, but brought the dark atmospheres into a more song-based setting — combining a similar intensity with more classic structures, leading to captivating & striking results.

The album was written, performed & recorded by Marsh over a two year period, in his own Autumnsongs Recording Studio.

From the outset, the urgency of ‘Sentiment’ breaks through the speakers with the first alarm-like chords of ‘Calling In The Night’, which will fight for your attention, and most likely win. The intensity runs straight through into the furiously-paced ‘Burn The Brightest Day’, the folk-noir tones of ‘Pictures Of Ashes’, and the ominous electronica-edged ‘The Seventh Face’. It’s only when we reach ‘The Ghost Ship’ that we’re allowed a moment to reflect — the melancholy taking the forefront, giving us some room to breathe. It’s here that most Autumn Ghost fans will find comfort, but that comfort doesn’t last for long…

The grandiose ‘In The Sand’ sets off the second half, its sonic beauty hiding a much darker lyrical theme. ‘Last November’ begins as a catchy, upbeat number, before taking a turn, leading us straight back into the maelstrom of harmonic chaos. The final two songs descend into the heaviest and darkest sounds that Marsh has released to date — ‘Silver Light & Blackened Eyes’, with its nightmarish chromatic patterns, and ‘Give Me (What You Need)’, which pushes further and further towards the sun, before burning out in a wall of distortion and feedback.

The feeling of ‘Sentiment’ is urgent and intense. There’s nowhere to hide in this music, wrapped in fuzz guitars, imposing bass synth, merciless rhythms and dissonant colourings. Its abrasive textures and unexpected turns — mixed with the contrast of Marsh’s trademark beautiful melodies, twisted here to a new dimension — will keep the comfort levels to the minimum.

‘Sentiment’ features the singles ‘The Seventh Face’ & ‘Last November’.

“Multi-instrumentalist invokes Scandinavian melancholy & the spirit of the 70s” Prog Magazine

“‘Sentiment’, Marsh’s noisiest & darkest album so far, is also his best & most progressive work” Norway Rock Magazine



Happy Birthday, Progarchy!

Today is progarchy's second birthday.  A huge thank you to all contributors, readers, and artists!

Today is progarchy’s second birthday. A huge thank you to all contributors, readers, and artists!

The Fierce and the Dead: Tickets!

Win free tickets!

Our last show of the year is at The Blackheart in Camden, London this coming Thursday (that would be the 16th of October). An excellent line up has been put together, MannheimTrojan Horse and Sumer so expect a big night out. And to top it all off we will be playing two brand new tracks for you. So please help us and spread the word about this one. I know many of you are not UK or London based but sharing the news wherever you are will always help!

To celebrate we are giving away one pair of tickets donated by the excellent Nightshift Promotions. All you have to do is go to the FB event page, share it and add the hashtag #letsstartacult and you’ll be added to the draw. We’ll let you know on Tuesday evening if you’ve won via FB.

Here’s the event page link:


After this show we are heading back to the studio to finish off a new e.p. we’re working on and to start writing album 3. A few other projects on the way too!

Get involved!

Kev, Matt, Stuart & Steve.

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Flying Colors – “Second Nature” – Rock Brilliance


Flying Colors’ sophomore release, Second Nature, may very well be the best album of 2014. If it weren’t for Big Big Train’s English Electric, I would say this may be the best album of the past ten years. It is that good. Seeing the band live only confirmed this suspicion for me. Many times, so-called “supergroups” don’t turn out to be so super. While the idea of putting some of the best musicians in the world in the same band sounds like a recipe for success, the results are often the opposite. I find it easy to believe that egos could often get in the way of making fine music. Not so with Flying Colors. This band combines some of the greatest musicians in the world, and they fit together as band members perfectly. In fact, for several of them, this band may be some of their best work. With Second Nature, the band has an album and a tour under their belts, and they have developed a good relationship.

For those of you unfamiliar with Flying Colors (like I basically was about a month ago), the band is made up of :

Mike Portnoy – drums, backup vocals (co-founder of Dream Theater, member of Transatlantic and The Winery Dogs)

Neal Morse – keyboards and vocals (Spocks Beard, Transatlantic)

Steve Morse – lead guitar (Dixie Dregs, Deep Purple)

Dave Larue – bass (Dixie Dregs)

Casey McPhersen – lead vocals and guitar (Alpha Rev)

The talent in this band certainly is not lacking. The same can easily be said of their new album. When I first heard it a few weeks ago, I was blown away. Then I listened to it again. Wow. It has been played basically every day since then. I went back and listened to their first, self-titled, album and their live album, and I was thoroughly impressed. I knew I just had to see them live.

The album itself begins with the over 12 minute long progressive epic, “Open Your Eyes.” This song combines the musical virtuosity of these amazing artists with McPherson’s haunting vocals. The album quickly shifts gear with the second song, “Mask Machine,” probably the most “radio friendly” song on the album. This song masterfully combines prog and pop rock. The next song, “Bombs Away,” is probably the heaviest song on the album, with an awesome bass line courtesy of Dave Larue. That guy rocks, quite literally. From the heaviest song on the album, we move to one of the quietest on the album, and one of my favorites, “The Fury of My Love.” I identify with this song: it isn’t anger, it’s intensity (listen to the song and you’ll understand what I mean). The next three songs, “A Place in Your World,” “Lost Without You,” and “One Love Forever” are straight up classic hard rock songs. Great guitars, strong keyboards, steady bass, driving drums (it’s Portnoy, what do you expect), and great lyrics. The 8th song on the album, “Peaceful Harbor,” is my favorite on the album, if not my favorite song of the year. Brad mentioned in a comment on another Flying Colors post that “Peaceful Harbor” is like “Dust in the Wind” revisited. I couldn’t agree more. The song starts quietly, in a brilliant fashion, and gradually builds to an epic guitar solo with choral singing reminiscent of Pink Floyd’s “Great Gig in the Sky.” This song is good, true, and beautiful. The album finishes with another prog epic, “Cosmic Symphony.” Made up of three parts (I. Still Life Of The World; II. Searching For The Air; III. Pound For Pound), this song ends the album perfectly. The name of the song is perfect, as it sounds symphonic. In concert, I couldn’t help but sing along with “Pound for Pound.”

One of the elements that I like the most about the music of Flying Colors is the upbeat tempo that it has. I’m no expert on the technical side of music, but I don’t think any of their songs are in minor key. This isn’t really a metal album (although you certainly hear metal elements in Portnoy’s drumming). From the music to the lyrics, you are uplifted the whole time. Furthermore, Flying Colors doesn’t go overboard trying to make their music sound complicated. It seems as if many bands in the progressive genre these days are making their albums overly complicated in studio with so many extra instruments that they can’t possibly go on tour. Flying Colors keeps it simple by only recording what they can play in concert, and they do a fantastic job with it.

As a whole, Second Nature is a masterpiece of progressive rock, as well as AOR rock. This album belongs in the rock annals with the likes of Leftoverture, Journey’s Escape, Moving Pictures, The Grand Illusion, and many other classics of progressive and arena rock. It is that good. This album is, in my opinion, an instant classic, and it pains me to think that so few people will appreciate this masterpiece. This is an album that should be blasted loud to annoy the neighbors (and to hopefully win them over to prog!).

I highly recommend Flying Colors’ new album, Second Nature, to anyone who is a fan of rock. From the guitars, to the keyboards, bass and drums, to the amazing vocals, this album is a must have. You will not be disappointed, as it is one of the best albums made in any genre over the past several years.




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