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The original ELO largely disbanded after Balance Electric Light Orchestra 50th anniversary 1970 2020 thank you for the memories shirt of Power in 1986. By then the band had winnowed down to Jeff, Bev Bevan, and Richard Tandy, following Kelly’s departure under a cloud. There was an attempt to reform ELO in the ‘90s when Bev wanted to make a new ELO album, but Jeff (who co-owned the trademark) objected to calling it ELO, so Bev worked out an agreement to move forward with a group calling itself Electric Light Orchestra Part II. They put out three albums, Electric Light Orchestra Part II, Moment of Truth, and a live album, before evolving into The Orchestra after Bev sold his 50 percent of ELO’s IP back to Jeff. The Orchestra, made of ELO alumni such as Louis Clark and Mik Kaminski and (eventually) Kelly Groucutt (up to his rather untimely death) along with art-rock names Eric Troyer and Parthenon Huxley, still exist today. Since ELO disbanded in 1989, Jeff released Zoom in 2001 (as Electric Light Orchestra) and Alone In The Universe (as Jeff Lynne’s ELO).
Personally, I am quite a fan of ELO, certainly Electric Light Orchestra 50th anniversary 1970 2020 thank you for the memories shirt from their early-to-mid period, up until “Out Of The Blue”, though I wasn’t so keen on their later stuff – they seemed to lose their rock edge a bit by then. I’m not a big fan of “Discovery” and later, even though that was their biggest selling album. I guess what makes them a good band is that, like most musicians that became well-known in the 1970s, they were actually musicians. They had to work hard to build a following, doing the hard yards by touring, growing their fan base, making studio albums and releasing singles. That was the key to success back then – there were few shortcuts. Unlike today where a mogul will take you because you look good, turn you into a boy band, and market the hell out of you, while session musicians paper over all the cracks in your performances.