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Leo
20th November 2007, 21:12
I'm listening the marooned right now. Sooooooo goooooooooooood...

Mujer Libre
20th November 2007, 22:23
Comfortably Numb makes my spine tingle. :D

From my desk at work I face a wall of windows looking out over the university and the north of the city. Playing Pink Floyd and watching the weather/sunset gets me through many a boring shift.

Jude
21st November 2007, 00:39
Money and breathe...

Dr Mindbender
21st November 2007, 00:49
shine on you crazy diamond.

crimsonzephyr
21st November 2007, 21:53
money is too overated

animals is my favorite album, no maybe wish you were here...or dark side of the moon

Theres too many great songs!!!

Marsella
21st November 2007, 22:01
Pigs (Three Different Ones)

Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are
And when your hand is on your heart
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost a joker
With your head down in the pig bin
Saying "keep on digging"
Pig stain on your fat chin
What do you hope to find?
When you're down in the pig mine
You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.
Bus stop rat bag, ha ha, charade you are
You fucked up old hag, ha ha, charade you are
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost worth a quick grin
You like the feel of steel
You're hot stuff with a hat pin
And good fun with a hand gun
You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.
Hey you Whitehouse, ha ha, charade you are
You house proud town mouse, ha ha, charade you are
You're trying to keep our feelings off the street
You're nearly a real treat
All tight lips and cold feet
And do you feel abused?
.....!.....!.....!.....!
You gotta stem the evil tide
And keep it all on the inside
Mary you're nearly a treat
Mary you're nearly a treat
But you're really a cry.

Random Precision
22nd November 2007, 19:40
Animals is a fucking awesome album. "Sheep" is one of the best revolutionary socialist anthems out there:


Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.
You better watch out,
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real.
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel.
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes.
Now things are really what they seem.
No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.
With bright knives He releaseth my soul.
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.
He converteth me to lamb cutlets,
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.
When cometh the day we lowly ones,
Through quiet reflection, and great dedication
Master the art of karate,
Lo, we shall rise up,
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream.
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told.
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

rocker935
22nd November 2007, 19:56
I love the album Animals.

Marsella
22nd November 2007, 20:31
I actually lost all my Pink Floyd music (I had every single album) - my ipod buggered up and since the music was pirated from a mate = hitting head against wall in anger. :(

My dad actually has an original Dark Side of the Moon vinyl!

He actually got me into it to begin with. :lol:

Mujer Libre
22nd November 2007, 21:03
It's okay Martov- my dad got me into Pink Floyd too. :lol:

And Zeppelin. And my uncle got me into Sabbath.

And my nan knows the lyrics to Stairway to Heaven.

Marsella
22nd November 2007, 21:09
Originally posted by Mujer [email protected] 23, 2007 06:32 am
It's okay Martov- my dad got me into Pink Floyd too. :lol:

And Zeppelin. And my uncle got me into Sabbath.
:lol:

My dad got me into Zeppelin too!

Are we related?! :P


And my nan knows the lyrics to Stairway to Heaven.

Wow!

My nan actually took a 'stairway to heaven.'

It was called cancer!

:lol:

:unsure:

:(

:P

Wanted Man
22nd November 2007, 22:27
Yeah, how amazing that your parents got you into this music. I mean, it's not like every goddamn teenager listened to it in the 70s! This thread is redundant, everyone is assumed to love Pink Floyd by default, otherwise they should be banned.

bezdomni
22nd November 2007, 22:31
I'm listening to animals right now. Fucking great album.

Pink Floyd is my favorite group of all time hands down.

Hit The North
22nd November 2007, 23:05
I actually got my dad into Pink Floyd. He liked to listen to Shine On You Crazy Diamond at full blast while he did the hoovering. Fucking weirdo. Anyway...

Piper at the Gates of Dawn - despite the hippy bollocks about elves and pixies - is sonically awesome.

To think they recorded it at Abbey Road at the same time the Beatles were recording their over-rated, Edwardian music hall classic, Sgt Pepper. Piper blows it away for sheer musical invention and innovation.

Apparently, the band were so on fire, the job of the producer was to constantly reign them in - enough ideas, already!

So the Floyd were ace from day one. Although almost everything after Animals is a bit shit imo - my only exception would be Comfortably Numb which is a great song.

Random Precision
22nd November 2007, 23:34
The Final Cut, while slightly under-par for Floyd's standards in terms of musical quality, is still highly underrated and politically excellent:


The Fletcher Memorial Home

Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
and build them a home
a little place of their own
The Fletcher Memorial Home for incurable tyrants and kings

They can appear to themselves every day
on closed-circuit TV
to make sure they're still real
it's the only connection they feel

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Mr. Reagan and Haig
Mr. Begin and friend
Mrs. Thatcher and Paisley
Mr. Brezhnev and party
The ghost of McCarthy
the memories of Nixon
And now, adding color, a group of anonymous Latin American meat-packing glitterati

Did they expect us to treat them with any respect?

They can polish their medals, and sharpen their smiles
And amuse themselves playing games for a while
Boom boom, bang bang, lie down, you're dead

Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
Their favorite toys
They'll be good girls and boys
in the Fletcher Memorial Home for colonial wasters of life and limb

Is everyone in?
Are you having a good time?
Now the final solution can be applied.


The Gunner's Dream

Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now.
In the space between the heavens
and in the corner of some foreign field
I had a dream.
I had a dream.
Good-bye Max.
Good-bye Ma.
After the service when you're walking slowly to the car
And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air
You hear the tolling bell
And touch the silk in your lapel
And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band
You take her frail hand
And hold on to the dream.
A place to stay
"Oi! A real one ..."
Enough to eat
Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud
About your doubts and fears
And what's more no-one ever disappears
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door.
You can relax on both sides of the tracks
And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no-one kills the children anymore.
And no one kills the children anymore.

Night after night
Going round and round my brain
His dream is driving me insane.
In the corner of some foreign field
The gunner sleeps tonight.
What's done is done.
We cannot just write off his final scene.
Take heed of his dream.
Take heed.

Hit The North
23rd November 2007, 01:05
The Final Cut, while slightly under-par for Floyd's standards in terms of musical quality, is still highly underrated and politically excellent:

Yeah, the problem Floyd had after 1977, was the impact of Punk and the fact that John Lydon famously wore a "I Hate Pink Floyd" T shirt.

Politically, punk was energizing, fusing with the big anti-racist campaigns of the time. It was two fingers up at your parents and your teachers. It could be brutal and honest (Sham 69) or it could be smart and satirical (Gang of Four). In contrast, Roger Waters sounded like a whinging and jaded, old millionaire - a little bit senile banging on about the war.

Obviously in retrospect these things can be reconsidered. But I have to say that I listened to The Final Cut for the first time last year and it sounded way below par and, well, quite miserable.

Random Precision
23rd November 2007, 02:00
Originally posted by Citizen [email protected] 23, 2007 01:04 am




Yeah, the problem Floyd had after 1977, was the impact of Punk and the fact that John Lydon famously wore a "I Hate Pink Floyd" T shirt.

Politically, punk was energizing, fusing with the big anti-racist campaigns of the time. It was two fingers up at your parents and your teachers. It could be brutal and honest (Sham 69) or it could be smart and satirical (Gang of Four). In contrast, Roger Waters sounded like a whinging and jaded, old millionaire - a little bit senile banging on about the war.

Obviously in retrospect these things can be reconsidered. But I have to say that I listened to The Final Cut for the first time last year and it sounded way below par and, well, quite miserable.

The funny thing is that he apparently told Dave Gilmour later that he was actually a Floyd fan, and had been even back then. :lol:

Floyd's reaction to punk was Animals, in which they adopted its angry, pissed-off attitude of while still maintaining their prog-rock depth and musicality. They were probably the only prog-rock band that managed survive punk, I mean, look what was happening to Yes, Genesis, and King Crimson at the same time. Floyd still managed to have a huge hit with The Wall as late as 1980, although it obviously differed in style from their previous work.

What killed Floyd was the personalities involved in the band. Roger Waters had established himself as the band's main songwriter with Animals, which was not entirely unjustified because Richard Wright and Dave Gilmour both lacked ideas for direction after Wish You Were Here and were pretty much content to rest on their laurels. But once Waters became the main creative force, he had a problem with the rest of the band not toeing his line, which can be seen most easily in Wright's expulsion from the band during The Wall sessions. Eventually Waters scrapped the idea of cooperating with the band altogether, which can be seen on The Final Cut in which Waters wrote and sang all the songs (except for Gilmour's voice on "Not Now John") and Nick Mason did so little drumming that it was eventually decided to call subtitle it "A Roger Waters Album Performed by Pink Floyd". By this time Waters had convinced himself that "[he] was Pink Floyd" and so decided to disband the group. We all know how that worked out!

That said, I do not believe that the Pink Floyd of A Momentary Lapse of Reason and the Division Bell is really "Pink Floyd" in any practical sense. This is because although Waters developed dictatorial tendencies, during the band's glory days he was still its primary creative force. After his departure, Gilmour, Wright and Mason abandoned writing their own songs to a large extent and depended on record-company people and their more talented friends for that purpose. So there you are.


Wow, sorry for the history lecture. But it's not often I get to expound on Floyd :)

crimsonzephyr
23rd November 2007, 02:06
Originally posted by Van [email protected] 22, 2007 10:26 pm
Yeah, how amazing that your parents got you into this music. I mean, it's not like every goddamn teenager listened to it in the 70s! This thread is redundant, everyone is assumed to love Pink Floyd by default, otherwise they should be banned.
amen!!

and my mom got me to listen to some 80s crap, and i just kinda looked around at the older stuff and i know soo much more about all the music from when she was alive! :)

Jude
23rd November 2007, 03:53
best when listened to on a phonograph, when high, with a lot of people, sleeping under the stars, in the middle of nowhere...

bezdomni
23rd November 2007, 06:58
Syd Barrett kicked ass.

Led Zeppelin
23rd November 2007, 13:43
Have a Cigar has one of the greatest solos.

Pirate Utopian
23rd November 2007, 15:48
Originally posted by Van [email protected] 22, 2007 11:26 pm
This thread is redundant, everyone is assumed to love Pink Floyd by default, otherwise they should be banned.
Seconded.

My favorite PF album is Dark Side Of The Moon.

Led Zeppelin
23rd November 2007, 15:53
Guess which part of my body I named Pink Floyd?

Leo
23rd November 2007, 22:21
After his departure, Gilmour, Wright and Mason abandoned writing their own songs to a large extent and depended on record-company people and their more talented friends for that purpose.

Actually I heard that A Momentary Lapse of Reason and the Division Bell were all the creative product of Gilmour's wife. Anyway...


high hopes

beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
in a world of magnets and miracles
our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
the ringing of the division bell had begun

along the long road and on down the causeway
do they still meet there by the cut

there was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
running before time took our dreams away
leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
to a life consumed by slow decay

the grass was greener
the light was brighter
with friends surrounded
the nights of wonder

looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
to a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
dragged by the force of some inner tide

at a higher altitude with flag unfurled
we reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

encumbered forever by desire and ambition
there's a hunger still unsatisfied
our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
though down this road we've been so many times

the grass was greener
the light was brighter
the taste was sweeter
the nights of wonder
with friends surrounded
the dawn mist glowing
the water flowing
the endless river

forever and ever


southampton dock

they disembarked in 45
and no one spoke and no one smiled
there were too many spaces in the line
gathered at the cenotaph
all agreed with hand on heart
to sheath the sacrificial knifes
but now
she stands upon southampton dock
with her handkerchief
and her summer frock clings
to her wet body in the rain
in quiet desperation knuckles
white upon the slippery reins
she bravely waves the boys goodbye again
and still the dark stain spreads between
his shoulder blades
a mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves
and when the fight was over
we spent what they had made
but in the bottom of our hearts
we felt the final cut

Ahhhh :wub: :( :)

Random Precision
24th November 2007, 01:08
Originally posted by Leo [email protected] 23, 2007 10:20 pm
Actually I heard that A Momentary Lapse of Reason and the Division Bell were all the creative product of Gilmour's wife. Anyway...
Yea, she was very much involved as well. I would not go so far as to say that those two albums were entirely her creative product however.

Random Precision
24th November 2007, 05:17
When the Tigers Broke Free

It was just before dawn, one miserable morning in black '44
when the forward commander was told to sit tight, and he asked that his men be withdrawn
and the generals gave thanks as the other ranks held back the enemy tanks for a while
and the Anzio bridgehead was held for the price of a few hundred ordinary lives.

Kind old King George sent Mother a note when he heard that Father was gone
It was, I recall, in the form of a scroll, with gold leaf and all
and I found it one day in a drawer of old photographs hidden away
and my eyes still grow damp to remember
His Majesty signed with his own rubber stamp

It was dark all around, there was frost in the ground when the Tigers broke free
And no one survived from the Royal Fusiliers Company C
They were all left behind, most of them dead, the rest of them dying
And that's how the High Command took my daddy from me.