Lizard is not only my favorite King Crimson album; it’s their only album that I listen to in its entirety anymore. Whereas their first two albums proposed an unsteady balance between tight compositions (“Epitath”, “Cat Food”) and diffuse atmospherics (“Moonchild”) which they devalued through redundancy – most evidently through the recycling of thematics from “21st Century Schizoid Man” into the (dubiously superior) “Pictures of a City” – Lizard harnessed both strengths into a dazzlingly unique and overwhelmingly satisfying whole, with a majestic title-suite that secured their knighthood in the maximalist pantheon comprising ornate prog rock, eclectic art rock, and lavish pomp pop for all this world over.


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