
r/ProgRockCirclejerk

let’s face the real question that matters
who’s got the better prog ass?
Hemispheres dude balancing on a brain vs Going for the One dude mooning California architecture.
HOLY SHIT
PACK IT UP BOYS WE'RE GOING TO TEXAS 🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣
I just renamed my prog metal sex playlist to "fuck me djently"
Hoping the next guy lucky enough to hear it gets the joke
EDIT: Very interesting stereotypes about prog fans here considering that at least two people here thought I was a gay man before they thought I was a woman.
How it feels to listen to Progressive Rock Medley by Ruins
Rush appreciation post, because it’s Canada Day and I’m Canadian
If anybody mentions Ayn Rand, Imma start throwing hands
Pye Hastings sounds like how I imagine a Hobbit would sing.
It would solve all my problems at least 😔
Has anyone ever seen King Crimson live?
/uj I saw KC live in 2019 and before the show started, Fripp made an announcement backstage. He basically asked the audience to keep their phones in their pockets and to enjoy the show without recording. Then, in a most high pitched, English Keebler elf sounding voice, he said, "Let us all enjoy the concert and let's have a paaaaaartyyyyyyyyy!!!!"
Was that normal?
Baisha Lake on the Pamir Plateau
i saw Geddy Lee at a grocery store
I saw Geddy Lee at a grocery store in Toronto yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything. He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by talking about how great Ayn Rand is really loudly.