There were two problems really: the triple drummer set-up and Robert Fripp – both the same problem really when I think about it, for I am sure the former would have been the brainchild of the latter. And so, with depressing predictability, did it prove. Given I had waited almost 40 years to experience KC in concert (Crimson with Belew was just not Crimson, in my view) there was always going to be an element of failure to live up to expectations. This opening night of the tour, certainly, was a must see. And although reality kicked in fairly swiftly, I nevertheless decided to pitch up at as many as I could manage without unduly pissing off Wife too much. When King Crimson (or, let’s be honest here, Robert Fripp) announced the band’s reformation and a UK tour, I briefly (very briefly) considered attending all the gigs on the tour. I attended one of the dates, and I recently came across a blog entry from a bloke who with a couple of mates followed the band around the country attending all the gigs, and even tracking the band down to their hotel on one occasion. Way back in the mid-eighties The Smiths, promoting their Meat is Murder album, undertook a short tour of Scotland.
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