It's the least sexy genre to ever exist.
People had to ask Elvis to stop thrusting his hips. Prog rock doesn't even have a clue how what inspires a man to act like so. Imagine a prog rock band covering Elvis. It would be the worst, most useless thing ever.
I hate the autistic vocalists. The endlessly boring instrumental sections that throw in everything and the kitchen sink, but somehow still can't conjure up a single fragment of emotion or energy. The more-often-than-not terrible sounding keyboards and musical combinations that are like the equivalent of slathering all of your perfectly good food in ketchup at every opportunity.
"We don't know how to write a good tune, so I guess well just keep noodling until no one can remember who they are or where they came from."
Oh, and don't forget to make 90% of all tracks sound syrupy and quaint.
Actually, I just generally don't like how prog rock sounds or what it aims to do.
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