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	| Prelude This            is a short piece. "I'd like to play some of my new things which            I think could be commercial." You then hear some random chords            on a voice mellotron, followed by a phone ringing. The phone picks up            and it's...
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	| You Burn Me Up I'm a Cigarette Fripp            and Daryl Hall sound like Jerry Lee Lewis backed up by the Ramones.            This is a full-throttle blues workout.
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	| Breathless This            would have fit quite well on King Crimson's Red album. Narada Michael            Walden's drumming helps propel this metal stomper. Fripp plays in a            7/4 figure through the main riffs, but the middle section is quite complicated,            taking on that Philip Glass-like complexity that would be explored in            King Crimson's "Discipline" album.
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	| Disengage Here            we get more of the heavy metal stuff. If Fripp wanted anguish in his            vocals, he couldn't have picked a better candidate than Peter Hammill.            Hammill is at his most Richard III with his anguished vocals. This one            may set some sort of record for the fastest fadeout of a song.
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	| North Star It            appears that "Matte Kudasai," from the aforementioned Discipline            album, came out of "North Star." After the franticism of the            previous three songs, this is a welcome relief. Daryl Hall's vocals            seem to be very informal and considerably improvised.
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	| Chicago Peter            Hammill returns, sounding anywhere from a Sam Spade-like character to            his more accustomed strained tenor.
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	| NY3 The            intro shows Fripp's considerable flat-picking skills. "NY3"            pre-dates Byrne-Eno's "My Life in the Bush of Ghosts" by using            "found" vocals - in this case, an argument in the apartment            next door to where Fripp was living. The intensity of the music matches            the intensity of the fight, and at 2.16, "NY3" packs a punch            that will make the listener shudder when it's over.
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	| Mary Almost            a folk song, this track pairs Terre Roche with Fripp's restrained chordal            work (think "Book of Saturday") along with some Frippertronic            effects.
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	| Exposure The            version on Peter Gabriel's "nail scratch" album had Peter            Gabriel repeating "Exposure" in a low monotone over a swampy            groove. This version couldn't be more different. Though the arrangement            is pretty much the same, Terre Roche blows out her vocal cords on this            screamfest. Sound bites from W.G Bennett, a disciple of Gurdjieff and            influence on Fripp, are peppered throughout.
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	| Haagen Two This            has a thumping, downward spiral of a riff, interspersed with little            sound bits, random vocals, and laughing.
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	| Urban Landscape This            is a piece of Frippertronics, guitar lines building on each other to            construct a drawn-out chord pattern. The tones build a tense, dissonant            chord.
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	| I May Not Have Had Enough of Me But I've Had Enough Of You Hammill            and Roche spar on vocals and sound like R.D. Laing writing a script            for "The Bickersons" on this powerhouse.
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	| First Inaugural Address to the IACE Sherborne House Fish            gotta swim, birds gotta fly, Fripp gotta take a tape of a forty-minute            speech by W.G. Bennett and condense it to three seconds. The result            sounds like a badly scratched record.
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	| Water Music I More            layered Frippertronics, but unlike "Urban Landscape," this            is much more languid. Bennett makes another appearance, predicting another            "ice age" that would produce flooding in much of the world.            "This could happen in forty years, or quicker."
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	| Here Comes the Flood Peter            Gabriel sings and plays piano on his own composition, and Fripp lies            in the background. This tune made its debut on Gabriel's first album,            but this version, with the sparse arrangement, adds by subtraction.
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	| Water Music II Ambient            minimalism at its, well, most ambient and minimal. Fripp's guitar loops            make for a very slow, dreamy piece.
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	| Postscript "So            the whole story is complete untrue. A big hoax. Heh heh heh." The            last half of the quote is repeated a few times, the phone hangs up,            and we hear footsteps leaving.
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