Before I knew anything about anything I used to go to the CD store in the 90’s and pick up albums based solely off their cover art. It didn’t matter if I had heard of the artist or any of their songs, but if it looked cool to a teenage sci-fi nerd then I might take a chance on it. And so it was, while flipping through the used bin one day, my eyes beheld the goofiest looking album cover I had ever seen… What is this - an armadillo or a tank? Why would an armadillo have giant cannons coming out of its torso? Do armadillos even have torsos? What kind of horrible future would lead humanity to create these gigantic steel armadillos of death and what kind of monstrosities were they created to fight against? These were the important questions running through this young man’s mind that compelled me to rescue that well-worn plastic case and disc and bring them back to my dorm room. The album was Emerson, Lake and Palmer’s Tarkus, and it changed my life. Pretty soon I was reading everything I could about prog rock on the then pretty new Internet and diving deeply into the catalogues of Yes, King Crimson, Marillion, Genesis, Can, Faust, Tangerine Dream and many, many others. A fascination developed in me with oddball music made by oddball people. And that fascination has never really ended, which is why I’m returning to the airwaves after thirty years away to share some of this craziness. This is good stuff and I hope you’ll love listening to it as much as I do!