DennisMM wrote:For the best, I'd say. It's been a difficult 30+ years for him and was very tough for his poor family. Being more or less under the watchful eyes of others for half his life must have been difficult. Hard to believe he was 60; he's one of those people who's trapped in time for me, always 20-30 years old.
Coheed_and_Cambria wrote:R.I.P. Syd,
Now the diamond shines greater on your way to the interstellar overdrive...we wish you were here, but remember, all in all, your just a brick in the wall!
Peven wrote:as someone who's favorite band has been Pink Floyd since i was 16, the news about Syd's passing is especially sad to me. in my late teens he held a near mystical quality of existance for me, being the man who created the band that had become a near religion for me. i was as much a loyal, fervant Floyd fan as any "deadhead" was enraptured with the Grateful Dead, and to this day no other band has ever approached them in earning my reverance. i feel as he leaves this world so leaves a piece of me.
seppukudkurosawa wrote:Thanks for the link Babylon, and also I guess you're the only Zoner here to ever meet him in real life. Though my mum, avid hippy that she is, once hitched a ride with the original Floyd in the mid-60's. They all shared a giant Camberwell Carrot and talked about the Universal Chi.
I've been listening to Barrett and The Madcap Laughs for the last couple of weeks (I'd been meaning to buy those muthas for years, but I actually ordered them a week or two before the man died), and those are things of beauty. What I like about them so much is the fact that it's all played slightly off-key and out of time... It's still music, but instead of just being a slick package, you can feel the songs being formed as you listen. Good tunes too.
From what a friend of a friend told me, who also bumped into him in Cambridge, he was looking a little like Brando at the end of Apocalypse Now around the time he died, but otherwise he seemed normal enough.
mistertim wrote:Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on your crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on your crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Treatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
RIP
ZombieZoneSolutions wrote:^ I love that song.
Ironically, Ogre of Skinny Puppy does a cover of the song with his short
lived "band" Rx. He's tuneless as a singer, but if you know Ogre and his
work, the lyrics of the song make a weird kind of sense; he's kinda like
an aggro Syd Barrett... nice guy too, if you ever get a chance to chat
with him after the bloody syrup and latex is washed off. A real sweet guy.
Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 2 guests