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Jan Akkerman?
Robert Fripp?
Steve Howe?
Edgar Winter?
Rick Wakeman?
David Sylvian?
David Bowie?
What happened to all of these guys?
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Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves,
In labyrinths of Coral Caves,
The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
And everthing is Green and Submarine
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