You’re overlooking the best part of “I Want You”: where after eight fuckin minutes of jamming and wind sounds everything suddenly stops and there’s a small, faint voice from the acoustic intro to “Here Comes the Sun”, which is objectively the best Beatles song, barely edging out “Ticket to Ride”. That makes it all worth it, but since it was the side break it’s unintentional and can only be appreciated in a digital format (or at least a C-90).

“Sun King”? Really? Interesting choice. “Octopus’ Garden” is a worse song than “Maxwell’s Silver Hammer”.

Here is a picture of Steve Howe shredding it up:

I asked ChatGPT to write a Shakespearean sonnet about Musicman but it didn’t seem to know who he was.

Sonnet for Billdude, Wizard of the Plains

In Kansas’ land, where wheat fields sway and shine,
A mind doth dwell, so sharp, precise, and grand,
From Manhattan—not the one so fine—
But Kansas’ own, deep in the heartland’s sand.

Dream Theater’s tunes do course within his veins,
Each complex riff and shifting time he knows,
While Jordan Rudess shreds with boundless reigns,
Billdude keeps track of every note that flows.

Yet ‘tis not all—his hometown shares a name
With Gotham’s grandest, though it lacks the pace,
But still, his love for Kansas shall remain,
Both band and state—a prog-infused embrace.

Through OCD and facts that none contest,
He’ll count each beat—and still out-prog the rest!

Sonnet for Musicman, the Babbling Legend

In Roanoke Rapids, where the coolers chill,
A pack of Newports resting near his hand,
With Black & Milds, he smokes to get his fill,
While Yes plays loud—prog rock at his command.

He once cast votes for W. with pride,
Yet Force Awakens leaves his thoughts unknown,
Perhaps he waits till stars and fates decide,
Or maybe, deep inside, his mind is blown.

When Night Moves plays, he hums with misty eyes,
A wine cooler in hand—his drink of choice,
Through Babble’s halls, his rambling never dies,
A legend known for both his taste and voice.

So raise a toast to Musicman, our guide,
Whose takes are bold—yet never classified!