Pacific808 | 08/17/2009
(5 out of 5 stars)
"Truly, one of the absolute best that has ever crept out of Robert Fripp's mind/imagination/and song-writing skills. This album is scary-beautiful! Scary-perfect! Scary - bad trip for anyone who might be a little too depressed - I wouldn't recommend listening to "Lark's Tongues in Aspic." if you are depressed/and or upset. It captures the pure essence of scary drama, of stuff you may not want to readily hear. Fripp and King Crimson nail some very interesting emotions. They not only nail them, they snare them, and once that's done, there is simply no escape!!! It's like dragging your head through a spider's web!
For ALL Robert Fripp fans, Crimson's "Larks Tongues in Aspic" is the epitome of Crimson at their absolute best. It still frightens me. it still gives me incredible goosebumps that I'll never be able to simply shrug off!! I can't describe it in simple terms. I can't even explain it, at all! Listen to it in the comfortable setting, and with (hopefully) an open mind. Otherwise, it will ruin your night.
It's magic. it's perfection. It's Fripp and company at their absolute best, and most sinister!! Truly, the most sinister that Crimson ever achieved, at least, with this line-up! Enjoy!! You can't help but to enjoy it after several listenings! Just beware. This is one hell of a beautiful and dark album - and after repeated listenings, you, too will come to greatly understand the darkness behind these recordings!!
It's simply Fripp at his best! Though, how many, many times has Fripp been at his best (throughout his numerous releases)? I've lost count..........."
Better than Red even
Mons | Norrpan | 04/26/2010
(5 out of 5 stars)
"Robert Fripp's musical vision is a dark, uncompromising place. There's no room for frivolity in this dense, shadowy but fertile undergrowth. This is serious music. Songs to listen to reverently; with headphones, in solitude. Ideally, Lark's Tongues... should be experienced one-on-one. And turn up the volume - there are a lot of quiet bits - specifically the intros to Exiles, Talking Drum and Lark's Tongues Part 1 - can easily waft by in the background if, like me, you generally listen to music at modest volume.
And here's the crux - whereas Red comes charging out of the speakers like an enraged rhino, Lark's Tongues is a restrained creature by comparison, its subtleties demanding more a active listening ear. This is one of the reasons why this remastering is so crucial; the crystal clear top-end provided by the digital remastering is crucial for getting the most out of this album.
As with most King Crimson albums you get long meandering - but never self-indulgent - passages punctuated by proper songs with verses and choruses. Exiles and Easy Money are both classics. Book of Saturdays is a particular delight. The title track needs no further introduction, forming an integral part of Crimson live shows to this day.
I would definitely class this as one of Crimson's best albums, better than Red, even. David Cross's violin, Jamie Muir's imaginative percussion work, Robert Fripp's fluid guitar playing and Bill Bruford's crisp drumming mesh perfectly to create the consummate King Crimson record. This is a rich, compelling and, dare I say, cathartic musical experience.