brother had the musical taste and ambition of a somewhat pretentious yet serious 1970s college pseudointellectual. His records ran the gamut from Harry Chapin to Kraftwerk to Frank Zappa to Amon Düül. I went from not being entirely clear on the difference between the Beatles and the Monkees to spending entire weekends listening to the electronic space music of Isao Tomita and losing my grip on reality to Edgar Froese, Atomic Rooster, and Hawkwind. I would stay up all night listening to Aphrodite’s Child’s 666 (The Apocalypse of John, 13/18), a concept album about the Book of Revelation, and
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