Isn’t life strange – the way once huge bands fade from the public consciousness as the years pass? Some of the first prog/rock LPs I owned were by the Moody Blues, and this book is a welcome reminder of their music. The albums they produced from 1967’s Days of Future Passed, one of the first recordings to pair a rock band with an orchestra, through to 1972’s Seventh Sojourn were all in my collection, along with 1978’s comeback effort Octave. I was drawn in by the combination of great melodic songs, vaguely proggish leanings and wonderful cover art. At times they got a little too whimsical and mystical for their own good, but overall the quality of the music generated a big worldwide following for the band, especially in the US, where they were greeted with almost messianic zeal. I must confess that in the eighties I lost touch with the band, and until now had never heard their latter day albums that appeared at increasingly irregular intervals and, despite a couple of big US singles, with diminishing commercial success. Having just caught up with them in conjunction with reading this book, I don’t seem to have missed » Continue Reading.