Prog rock was never exactly cool, but you can’t say no one
liked it. Contemporary critics tended to mock it and sighed sighs of relief
when punk blew in at the end of the seventies, but punk did not sell like prog
did. Even my square-as-a-chessboard dad bought a copy of Aqualung because that’s what everyone else was doing in 1971.
Decades removed from questions of “what the hell was with Topographic Oceans?”, its now generally
okay to just like what you like, especially if it’s pretty geeky. Though prog was
never really all about Tolkien and complex mathematical theorems as the
naysayers would have you believe, it was still pretty geeky.
What I’m trying to say in my confused, convoluted, proggy
way is that the time is now right for a deep plunge into prog to both determine
what it is and celebrate it. That’s what Mike Barnes does with his new book A New Day Yesterday: UK Progressive Rock &
the 1970s. The UK designation in
that title is fairly pointless since prog is such a distinctly British
phenomenon (Rush being one exception, as well as a band that does not get so
much as a single name-drop in this book. The author does cede precisely 1% of
his book to a discussion of German prog bands, though).