Great Truckin’ Songs of the Renaissance by TISM
VU and Nico
The Axeman’s Jazz by the Beasts of Bourbon
Or, as I like to call it, incoherent bollocks. 
I’m sorry, we’re going to have to agree to disagree. Went to a Yes concert for the first time in my life a few months ago, and it was fantastic. Not a lot of other overweight tacky Englishmen can pull off performing in spandex, besides Bill Bruford. 
But honestly, Anderson’s semi-preaching on stage is highly annoying. His high-pitched voice, as much as I love it when singing, irritates me to no end when he speaks, especially if he keeps wanking on about “cosmic energy filling the concert hall” and likewise BS. But yeah, they rock, all right. 
Blood, Sweat & Tears, Child is Father to the Man (Al Kooper’s BS&T album)
Johnny Clegg, Cruel, Crazy, Beautiful World
Si Kahn, Unfinished Portraits
Dylan, Blonde on Blonde
Tull, Aqualung
The Who, Who’s Next
The Band, The Band
Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention, Burnt Weeny Sandwich and Hot Rats
Bob Dylan, Highway 61 Revisited
Good God, an American Stone Roses fan!