I've been making heroic efforts to avoid dipping into the new, expanded edition of Sid Smith's In the Court of King Crimson, one of my recent purchases from the Book Depository - part of the order I thought lost that thankfully arrived eventually. The new material on the latest version of the greatest band in the known universe is easy, compelling reading for a fanboy like me, and I really shouldn't be browsing it so totally out of sequence.
What prompted me to dip in like this, aside from my usual excited curiosity, was a bit sad. I wasn't entirely surprised to read of the death of Bill Rieflin, one of the trio of drummers making up one of the most extraordinary line-ups of any band ever, due to his unexplained recent absences from touring and a general sense that something wasn't quite right there. And following the rich tributes paid at DGM I felt I needed to know a bit more about the guy and his contribution to this version of Crimso, and, indeed, his connections with Robert Fripp over quite a number of years.
As I suspected, there's a lot of enlightening material in the enhanced toxic tome on Bill Rieflin and, indeed, everyone who ever served at the Court. It's going to be a great read, but I really need to put it to one side for now.
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