Sweden, 1970, progressive rock

Bo HanssonSagan om ringen

Every song feels like a journey, some through the dark confines of mines, others with the thundering hoofs of swift Shadowfax under the wide sky. Some plod, other gallop, some ascend, some descend. You can even hear the approach of the Harad men on their outlandish beasts.

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