A kung fu fighter in a disco

I’ve been listening to Forever Changes since as long as I can remember, I love it in the familiar way you love a family member. I remember studying the artwork on my dad’s LP as a child many times, and later nicked the copy when I moved to London. Glasto 2003 was pretty moving, and I sort of felt like I’d ticked something off the list of important things to do in life, if that doesn’t sound too gay. Oddly I never really got into any of the other albums.