Wouldn't You Miss Me? Syd Barrett fan club
Jan 6, 2017 21:38:40 GMT
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Post by The Lunatic on Jan 6, 2017 21:38:40 GMT
Because yes, we do miss you, Syd
The first time I truly 'got' the Crazy Diamond was when I first listened to The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn. I confess that I was unimpressed the first time round, but I liked 'Flaming', so I stuck it out till the end, and then I got to 'Bike':
The straightfoward, offbeat naivety of that line -- 'yadda yadda, and things to make it look good' -- struck me, and then the punch line
Rimshot please! The melody delivers it perfectly. I always suspected the bike was -- erhem -- borrowed without leave, but who knows?
When I heard that song, that was when I understood how he could inspire such depth of admiration as to move his band-mates to write a twentyminutelong master suite in tribute to him. It's exemplary of his best work -- artless and uncontrived, but spot-on. The wonderfully offbeat lyrics and unconventional melody work perfectly together. While his bandmates were no slouches, one can easily see how nearly everyone thought that Syd was the real talent of the group in those pre-Dark Side days.
And of course, it was all just 'a bit of fun' for him, while the rest of us have to rummage around for inspiration and work on rubbish like 'Take Up Thy Stethoescope And Walk' before we can dream up universally expansive and cohesive concept albums.
And speaking of those concept albums, the whole reason I felt obliged to get into Syd in the first place was because of that aforementioned twnetyminutelong master suite... I loved 'Shine On You Crazy Diamond' to bits, so I felt I should get some context on this fellow who had inspired such greatness... and wound up with a profound admiration for him. His legacy is hands down the most fascinating thing in the Floyd's history; even though his time with them was short, they were always in his shadow.
The first time I truly 'got' the Crazy Diamond was when I first listened to The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn. I confess that I was unimpressed the first time round, but I liked 'Flaming', so I stuck it out till the end, and then I got to 'Bike':
I've got a bike, you can ride it if you like
It's got a basket, a bell that rings, and things to make it look good.
It's got a basket, a bell that rings, and things to make it look good.
I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it.
When I heard that song, that was when I understood how he could inspire such depth of admiration as to move his band-mates to write a twentyminutelong master suite in tribute to him. It's exemplary of his best work -- artless and uncontrived, but spot-on. The wonderfully offbeat lyrics and unconventional melody work perfectly together. While his bandmates were no slouches, one can easily see how nearly everyone thought that Syd was the real talent of the group in those pre-Dark Side days.
And of course, it was all just 'a bit of fun' for him, while the rest of us have to rummage around for inspiration and work on rubbish like 'Take Up Thy Stethoescope And Walk' before we can dream up universally expansive and cohesive concept albums.
And speaking of those concept albums, the whole reason I felt obliged to get into Syd in the first place was because of that aforementioned twnetyminutelong master suite... I loved 'Shine On You Crazy Diamond' to bits, so I felt I should get some context on this fellow who had inspired such greatness... and wound up with a profound admiration for him. His legacy is hands down the most fascinating thing in the Floyd's history; even though his time with them was short, they were always in his shadow.