I still remember the thrill of getting this triple LP one Xmas aged 16. Little did I know that punk was just around the corner, waiting to slay the prog rock behemoth. Keith Emerson's virtuosity needs no puffing from me, and the live recording breathes some passion into some of the band's worthier studio efforts. 'Hoedown' makes a great opener to a live show, for instance, and the Tarkus 'suite' has an immediacy that is lacking on the studio version. Not surprisingly, some of the material loses something from the live setting - 'Toccata', for instance, is better in the spookier, darker production on 'Brain Salad Surgery'. And is there anyone out there who can really enjoy listening again and again to a 10 minute drum solo? But overall, it's a reminder of how vibrant and exciting even rock dinosaurs could sometimes be.