PINK FLOYD PT. 1
I had to ask myself a question a few years ago, how do you say thank you to a group of people who have inspired, buoyed up, and otherwise preserved your sanity, through some incredibly dark times and continue to provide that sense of peace and solace on an almost daily basis?
When you have never met them, except in your dreams. And then only as a passing whisper a chord or two on a summer’s breeze. What do you write, what do you say? In 2006 after a couple of false starts, these thoughts turned into something tangible.`
It came as an answer to an assignment, whilst at Art College. Fulfilling several purposes One it would complete the college thing and two it would clear some stuff out of the house and get rid of some clutter. This stuff had been hanging around since when and when you bear in mind, a lot of it was old before it even came into my possession, then it was time to do something about it.
There is one more person involved in all this. The person who sent me all the newspaper cuttings, who collated and collected and cut little bits of paper, out of larger sheets of paper and got their fingers covered in old newsprint. It is a filthy mucky task,old newsprint is awful stuff it gets everywhere.
My own personal journey with the band began many years ago, it was a shitty very short lived comic called Buddy that was sold over here it had a free gift attached each week and a comic strip story about a famous person, one of them was about John McEnroe and that’s where it took off from. ( Actually this is not entirely true.) more likely than not, I had heard their material on the radio or other countless times prior to that but don’t ask me when or where.
Now this might be the place to start writing a long winded albeit interesting history of the bands beginnings, is there any real need? Enough has been written on the subject and it’s time for something new. I have at various times written quite a lot of stuff on the band in question, the thing is whether I want to include it all here or write elsewhere too.
Whether it is because I am Autistic/have ADHD I am not sure but what is for certain I listen to this band’s music almost every day it is kind of like an obsession, an addiction. And if it not an addiction then I must regard it as a therapy, for after listening for a while there is always the knowledge I am at peace with myself once more.