Tag Archives: Steven Wilson

The video version of the album is a goofy-fun immersion into a mid-1970s world of hyper-costumed, half-baked concept-album dizziness. But there's nothing half-baked about this masterful, somewhat neglected album.

The Grammy nominated "patriarch of prog" on his brilliant new album, those rumors of a Porcupine Tree reunion, and how to disappear in the modern technological age.

Steven Wilson's third - and best - solo album, is also his most ambitious to date.

If the performance on Octane Twisted is any indication, we haven't heard the last of Porcupine Tree.

Comparisons between these new versions of old Genesis songs with the originals are probably unfair, but also inevitable.

The ten albums that spent the most time in heavy rotation on my CD player. Sorry, the Rockologist doesn't do iPods.

An occasionally challenging, but ultimately rewarding listen from Porcupine Tree's renaissance man.

Steven Wilson, Aviv Geffen and Blackfield deliver a home run in Seattle.

Welcome To My DNA is Blackfield's most pronounced walk through the minefield of darkness and light yet

Porcupine Tree nail it on their second live concert DVD.