Emerson, Lake & Palmer are one of the most deservedly ragged-on bands of the 1970s. Their "golden period" epitomizes all three awful/hilarious stereotypical prog characteristics: the sciolism, the virtuosic meandering, and the insanely long song lengths. ELP took it one step further, however, by rearranging and recording Mussorgsky pieces for a deplorable live record that I'm sure played some part in Johnny Ramone picking up the guitar. Greg Lake, though? Well, he was always the only good one in the bunch, and when his angelic voice is front and center (like in classic-rock radio staple "Lucky Man" or his atheistic Christmas single "I Believe in Father Christmas"), all's right with the world. Let's pray there won't be any cameos tonight.