As most classic rock fans, I play the game of name-that-tune-in-three-notes-or-less in my brain every time a classic rock or classic pop song comes within my music hearing radar range. (Who remembers the Amana Radarrange? Anyone? Anyone?) In the case of “Frampton Comes Alive” or Cheap Trick “Live at Budokan”, I don’t even need a note. Just the crowd noise gives those away.
However, there are two bands I never recognize and my brother-in-law takes great joy in that fact because name-that-tune-in-three-notes-or-less is a very competitive game. The two bands that stump me every time are Blue Oyster Cult and Emerson, Lake and Palmer. I used to have the same problem with the Moody Blues but I bought their greatest hits and now I can smackdown on some Moody Blues three-notes-or-less game-age.
I’m already listening to holiday music on my XM radio at work. A little while ago, some song played which I thought was the Moody Blues. However, it was Greg Lake. It seems that any permutation of ELP kicks my three-notes-or-less ass.