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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 9:34 am
by scoobyjude
Yeah, he's not exactly a shiny, happy person but that'll do :D

Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 3:12 pm
by patientx
scoobyjude wrote:Yeah, he's not exactly a shiny, happy person but that'll do :D
No, but he is a great songwriter. The combination of him and David Gilmour - almost none better. Too bad they couldn't get along.

Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 3:42 pm
by catfreak
Do we need to start a Pink Floyd thread??

My husband is 6 years older than me and was not really into the same music as a teen. So he thinks my love of PF is strange, he is not a real fan.

I think they were unique and I just love them.

Cat

Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 5:32 pm
by scoobyjude
I think that they are one of those bands that defies definition. Every song was so full of imagery. Queensryche actually reminds me of them. Not musically so much but the fact that they are great storytellers. I only got to see them live once on The Division Bell tour in '94 but it's one of my all-time favorite concerts.

Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 5:38 pm
by patientx
scoobyjude wrote:I only got to see them live once on The Division Bell tour in '94 but it's one of my all-time favorite concerts.
Same here. But, it really isn't the same band without Roger Waters (even though Dave Gilmour wrote the best music for them). But he left the band before I was old enough to really go to concerts.

Here's a catchy tune from them, but you really need the music to go along:

San Tropez

As I reach for a peach
Slide a rind down behind
the sofa in San Tropez
Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand
Riding a wave in the wake of an old Sedan
Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness
Scratched by the sand that fell from our love
Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling
If you're alone I'll come home
Backwards and home bound
The pidgeon the dove
Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane
Owning a home with no silver spoon
I'm drinking champagne like a big tycoon
Sooner than wait for a break in the weather
I'll gather my far flung thoughts together
Speeding away on a wind to a new day
If your alone I'll come home
And I pause for a while
By a country style
And listen to things they say
Digging for gold in the hoe in my hand
Hoping they'll take a look at the way things stand
And you're leading me down to the place by the sea
I hear your soft voice calling to me
Making a date for later by phone
if you're alone I'll come home

Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 5:46 pm
by scoobyjude
patientx wrote:
But he left the band before I was old enough to really go to concerts.
Same here. I think I was about 10 when he left. It may sound cliche but I got into them after a friend showed me The Wall when I was about 17. I didn't quite get it at that time but it got me hooked.

Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 5:56 pm
by robbie

Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 6:37 pm
by catfreak
Judie and px,

Y'all are making me feel really, really old! :cry: :cry:

Cat

Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 8:46 pm
by scoobyjude
Sorry Cat :oops: Not my intention at all, besides I can tell you're still a rockin chick!! Age is only a number.

Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 9:00 pm
by catfreak
Hey,

I actually am a rockin' chick and do not feel my age at all, even with the MS. My 50th birthday is this month. I don't know if that will ever really sink in --- FIFTY????????

Cat

Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 6:55 am
by patientx
Thanks, Robbie. For some reason, I've always liked that tune.

Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 7:00 am
by patientx
scoobyjude wrote:patientx wrote:
But he left the band before I was old enough to really go to concerts.
Same here. I think I was about 10 when he left. It may sound cliche but I got into them after a friend showed me The Wall when I was about 17. I didn't quite get it at that time but it got me hooked.
I do (barely) remember when "Another Brick in the Wall" reached number 1. When A Momentary Lapse of Reason came out, MTV (yes, back when they were playing videos) did a special on them, and showed many of the older songs. That's when I got hooked.


And Cat, age is just a state of mind (at least that's what I tell myself).

Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:22 am
by foreignlesion
Just thought I'd post a few of my faves:








_________________
Where is fancy bred? In the heart or in the head?

Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:47 am
by jimmylegs
FL, have not clicked through to check those out yet.
i'm all fired up over the new alice in chains and it occurred to me it's the perfect tune for a bad day :) except i love it on good days
not sure if the lyrics are right i kind of fixed another attempt a bit:



ALICE IN CHAINS - LOOKING IN VIEW
hear footsteps creak the floor/ the shadows give away
someone outside the door/ wont let em in
life-damaged kids to crime/ a run-down broke machine
that steals your peace of mind/ before you know it's gone
lay/ down/ lay
silence burning/ hold your tongue
keep us separate/ so they'll know
hiding in the/ darkness under
boiling to the/ surface don't go
far...
looking in view to knock on the outside
desperate plans make sense in a low life
hey
these things i hate in you/ also reflect it seems
distortion laced with spikes/ digs you outta me
lay/ down/ lay
hiding in the/ darkness under
boiling to the/ surface something
crawling on your/ skin discomfort
makes you break and/ run, stumble,
fall...
looking in view too long on the outside
desperate plans make sense in a low life
hey
its why you never tell me (whatever's on your mind)

Re: Pink Floyd

Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 3:23 am
by NHE
In case anybody missed this... :peace:


Pink Floyd Frontman Syd Barrett Dies

By Adam Bernstein
Washington Post Staff Writer
Wednesday, July 12, 2006; B06

Syd Barrett, 60, the singer-songwriter-guitarist who co-founded the British rock band Pink Floyd and whose drug-fueled mental collapse became a cautionary tale of rock lore, died of complications from diabetes July 7 at his home in Cambridgeshire, England.

Darkly handsome and with brooding, poetic eyes, Mr. Barrett was the charismatic early frontman of Pink Floyd. He wrote several of its psychedelic pop hits of the late 1960s, including "Arnold Layne," about a transvestite who steals women's underwear from clotheslines, "See Emily Play," about a schoolgirl groupie, and "Astronomy Domine," which tried to sonically reproduce an LSD trip.

Mr. Barrett became known for compelling experiments on guitar, including slide and echo effects; extended solos on songs such as "Interstellar Overdrive"; and using the teeth of his Zippo lighter to strum his instrument. This became as much a part of the band's mystique as its mesmerizing visual effects in concert.

With band mates Roger Waters on bass, Rick Wright on keyboard and Nick Mason on drums, Mr. Barrett helped Pink Floyd challenge the Rolling Stones and the Beatles as the most-dynamic English export. Mr. Barrett would not be around when the band had its greatest success in the 1970s with the albums "Dark Side of the Moon," "Wish You Were Here" and "The Wall."

His abundant LSD use, captured in the short 1966 film "Syd Barrett's First Trip," seemed to worsen his fragile grip on reality. His mischievous, sometimes mean backstage behavior and increasingly catatonic onstage presence led to his replacement by David Gilmour, a close friend.

Pink Floyd band mates paid tribute to Mr. Barrett, who retreated to a largely hermetic life, on the recordings "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" and "Wish You Were Here." Other musicians covered his songs, and David Bowie said in a statement yesterday, "His impact on my thinking was enormous."

Peter Jenner, a former Pink Floyd manager-producer, said of Mr. Barrett in a 1990 interview: "The pressures which hit him were the pressures from going from just being another guy on the block to being the spokesman of your generation. Especially during the psychedelic thing, there was a lot of heavy messiah-ism going around. People would come up and ask him the meaning of life -- that put a young person who'd just written a song and played a bit of guitar under enormous pressure."

Roger Keith Barrett was born Jan. 6, 1946, in Cambridge, England, where his father was a university lecturer in pathology. He was drawn to jazz and blues early on, playing ukulele and later switching to guitar, and he hung out in music clubs. He took his nickname from a old Cambridge jazz drummer he knew, Sid Barrett, and used a "y" for effect.

Mr. Barrett was an indifferent art student in London when he joined his high school friend Waters in a rock band that included Mason and Wright. Mr. Barrett wrote many of the group's early songs, inspired mostly by prodigious drug use and an astronomical atlas he carried everywhere.

He also renamed the band, formerly the Screaming Abdabs, after two obscure American bluesmen, Pink Anderson and Floyd "Dipper Boy" Council.

In 1967, Pink Floyd won a contract with EMI and began recording its debut LP, "The Piper at the Gates of Dawn," at London's Abbey Road Studios. The release took its name from a chapter title in Mr. Barrett's favorite children's book, "The Wind in the Willows."

With its hallucinogenic "space-rock" sound effects, "Piper" was meant to compete with the Beatles' "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" album, which was being recorded down the hall. Mr. Barrett played a large creative role in the engineering of the Pink Floyd album.

"He wouldn't do anything unless he thought he was doing it in an artistic way," group co-manager Andrew King once said. "He would throw the levers on the board up and down apparently at random, making pretty pictures with his hands."

The Pink Floyd recording was a popular success and led to television appearances, but Mr. Barrett proved an embarrassment. Several times, he stood in silence as the music played or as a host asked him a question. Once, he rubbed a gooey Brylcreem-laced concoction on his hair that, dissolved under studio lights, made his face appear to melt.

He constantly detuned his guitar during performances or strummed the instrument absent-mindedly. His band mates did not find this endearing and eventually dropped him altogether, but not before he sang the track "Jug Band Blues" on "A Saucerful of Secrets" (1968), which many consider his farewell:
  • It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here

    And I'm most obliged to you for making it clear

    That I'm not here
Mr. Barrett recorded two solo albums in 1970, "The Madcap Laughs" and "Barrett," which veered between whimsical and rambling. His public appearances became intolerable, with a reviewer for Melody Maker remarking, "The fingers on his left hand met the frets like strangers."

After brief hospitalization, Mr. Barrett was cared for by his mother, and he rarely left home. After his mother died in 1991, his health worsened, and his eyesight began to fail. He enjoyed gardening, however, and was said to be skillful at stuffing peppers.

© 2006 The Washington Post Company