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“Wish You Were Here
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.”
―
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.”
―

“Come on you target for faraway laughter. Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!”
― Pink Floyd: Wish You Were Here : Guitar Tab Edition [Songbook]
― Pink Floyd: Wish You Were Here : Guitar Tab Edition [Songbook]

“As Carl Jung put it, “In each of us there is another whom we do not know.� As Pink Floyd sang, “There’s someone in my head, but it’s not me.”
― Incognito: The Secret Lives of the Brain
― Incognito: The Secret Lives of the Brain

“There is no dark side of the moon really. As a matter of fact it's all dark.”
― Pink Floyd: Dark Side of the Moon
― Pink Floyd: Dark Side of the Moon

“Did You Exchange A Walk On Part In The War For A Lead Role In A Cage?”
― Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here Guitar Tablature Edition
― Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here Guitar Tablature Edition

“CAN YOU FREE YOURSELF ENOUGH TO BE ABLE TO EXPERIENCE THE REALITY OF LIFE AS IT GOES ON BEFORE YOU AND WITH YOU, AND AS YOU GO ON AS PART OF IT? OR NOT? BECAUSE IF YOU CAN’T YOU STAND ON SQUARE ONE, UNTIL YOU DIE.”
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“I'm an atheist, and I don't have any belief in an afterlife. You could say that I'm resigned to the fact that this wonderful life that we get here is it. And having hit 60, it's a good time to get resigned to these things and not be too nervous or upset - and enjoy what great times one can have.”
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“A great philosopher once said: 'We are what we Contemplate'
And in these modern times when mankind is constantly confronted with images of conflict and world disasters, it seems very important to contemplate the Beautiful.
It has become my personal crusade as an artist, to create images which uplift and nurture the human heart; to create that which serves as a reminder of what is Sacred and Beautiful within the drama of Life....
Ever since I can remember, my innermost nature has always been to do acts of kindness and to create, from saving lost animals, to organizing charitable events; from mothering my four children to now giving birth to the 'Art of Beauty'.”
― Memoirs of the Bright Side of the Moon
And in these modern times when mankind is constantly confronted with images of conflict and world disasters, it seems very important to contemplate the Beautiful.
It has become my personal crusade as an artist, to create images which uplift and nurture the human heart; to create that which serves as a reminder of what is Sacred and Beautiful within the drama of Life....
Ever since I can remember, my innermost nature has always been to do acts of kindness and to create, from saving lost animals, to organizing charitable events; from mothering my four children to now giving birth to the 'Art of Beauty'.”
― Memoirs of the Bright Side of the Moon
“In the end it comes down to two rival versions of the English middle afternoon. Post-Barrett, Pink Floyd kept on in a middle-afternoonish vein, but they fell in love with the idea of portentous storm clouds in the offing somewhere over Grantchester....Barrett's afternoonishness was far more supple and engaging. It superimposed the hippie cult of eternal solstice on the pre-teatime daydreams of one's childhood, occasioned by a slick of sunlight on a chest of drawers....His afternoonishness is lit by an importunate adult intelligence that can't quite get back to the place it longs to be....Barrett created the same precocious longing in adolescents.
"I remember 'See Emily Play' drifting across a school corridor in 1967...and I remember the powerful wish to stay suspended indefinitely in that music...I also remember the quasi-adult intimation that this wasn't possible.
[from the London Review of Books for January 2, 2003]”
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"I remember 'See Emily Play' drifting across a school corridor in 1967...and I remember the powerful wish to stay suspended indefinitely in that music...I also remember the quasi-adult intimation that this wasn't possible.
[from the London Review of Books for January 2, 2003]”
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“Who was born in a house full of pain.
Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
Who was told what to do by the man.
Who was broken by trained personnel.
Who was fitted with collar and chain.
Who was given a pat on the back.
Who was breaking away from the pack.
Who was only a stranger at home.
Who was ground down in the end.
Who was found dead on the phone.
Who was dragged down by the stone.
[song "Dogs", finale...]”
― Pink Floyd - Animals
Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
Who was told what to do by the man.
Who was broken by trained personnel.
Who was fitted with collar and chain.
Who was given a pat on the back.
Who was breaking away from the pack.
Who was only a stranger at home.
Who was ground down in the end.
Who was found dead on the phone.
Who was dragged down by the stone.
[song "Dogs", finale...]”
― Pink Floyd - Animals
“Sienna's Pick for Best Pink Floyd Combined Song and Album Title Ever:
"Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict," Ummagumma”
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"Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict," Ummagumma”
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“What have we here, laddie? Mysterious scribblings? A secret code? Oh, poems, no less! Poems, everybody!”
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“I watch the figure reach the peak
Head in clouds, no room to think
He gave the world a blissful wink
Took a drink, destroyed the peace
We watched the ships explode then sink
On cardboard screens, the blood-shed pink.
This is the way we choose to run things.”
― Sapling: The Beginner's Guide to the Art of Modern Poetry
Head in clouds, no room to think
He gave the world a blissful wink
Took a drink, destroyed the peace
We watched the ships explode then sink
On cardboard screens, the blood-shed pink.
This is the way we choose to run things.”
― Sapling: The Beginner's Guide to the Art of Modern Poetry

“I broke several lobes in a fall
And now cannot function at all
So each day I sit
In warm, ropy spit
And listen to Pink Floyd’s “The Wall.”
― Limericks of Loss And Regret: Gripping And Poignant Interludes
And now cannot function at all
So each day I sit
In warm, ropy spit
And listen to Pink Floyd’s “The Wall.”
― Limericks of Loss And Regret: Gripping And Poignant Interludes

“I loved the sound he could get on tape for my drums. In rock music, getting this right is still one of the great tests for any engineer. Since the drum's original use was to spur on troops to warfare, rather than winning over a maiden's fair heart, it is hardly surprising that many a battle has been fought over the drum sound.
The kit - virtually the only remaining acoustic instrument in a standard rock context - consists of a number of different constituent parts which insist on vibrating and rattling through a remarkable range of sounds and surfaces. Worse, hitting one element will set up a chain vibration in the others. In the days of four-track recording, the engineer needed to capture, but keep separate, the firm impact of the bass drum and the hi-hat for marking the time, the full fat sound of the snare drum, the tuned tones of the tom-toms and the sizzle or splash of the cymbals. Setting up the mikes to capture this is one of the black arts of the business, and is a pretty good way of detecting the best practitioners of them. Alan's full range of engieering skills were self-evident as we began to piece the record together.”
― Inside Out: A Personal History of Pink Floyd
The kit - virtually the only remaining acoustic instrument in a standard rock context - consists of a number of different constituent parts which insist on vibrating and rattling through a remarkable range of sounds and surfaces. Worse, hitting one element will set up a chain vibration in the others. In the days of four-track recording, the engineer needed to capture, but keep separate, the firm impact of the bass drum and the hi-hat for marking the time, the full fat sound of the snare drum, the tuned tones of the tom-toms and the sizzle or splash of the cymbals. Setting up the mikes to capture this is one of the black arts of the business, and is a pretty good way of detecting the best practitioners of them. Alan's full range of engieering skills were self-evident as we began to piece the record together.”
― Inside Out: A Personal History of Pink Floyd

“Dark Child by Stewart Stafford
Moondust down the fire curtain
Carried Syd to the darkest side,
Trespass became a prison term,
A non-compos mentis dark child.
From gambolling nymph with a lute,
To an imp falling over instruments,
A thousand-yard stare sucked in,
Vacant eyes drew like a black hole.
Riderless horse, a living déjà vu,
The spectral shell of our brother,
Ambled towards us at his nadir,
We wept for the shuffling stranger.
© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
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Moondust down the fire curtain
Carried Syd to the darkest side,
Trespass became a prison term,
A non-compos mentis dark child.
From gambolling nymph with a lute,
To an imp falling over instruments,
A thousand-yard stare sucked in,
Vacant eyes drew like a black hole.
Riderless horse, a living déjà vu,
The spectral shell of our brother,
Ambled towards us at his nadir,
We wept for the shuffling stranger.
© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
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