Pink Floyd. God the endless, endless greatness which stems from Barrett and later on, Gilmour. I don't know what it is lately...I've been listening to them, day in, day out. Animals, Dark Side of the Moon, the Wall, getting more albums. It's like an epiphany, that comes to most people who are even remote fans of the arts--that Pink Floyd is amazing. Or at least good. To some degree, almost everyone recognizes their talent, some more than others.
I've hit that coming of age where the lyrics hit me full force and I find myself drifting upon a myriad of recollection of various songs, thinking of nothing but the next one to come. It's like a drug, the euphoria I feel whilst listening to them. Maybe it's just me, maybe it's just how I am.
Lately it's also forced me into a super creative mood. I'm already somewhat of an artist, and somewhat of a writer, but lately I've gotten the itch to write and/or draw something...amazing. Something better than what I had before. Something that will make me weep with joy in the fact that I could create something so beautiful. And I can't get started.
A writer's block from hell--one that comes with creativity riding on its back, has plagued me since I moved away from my hometown, from my spirit, and since only in Music and on the internet could I escape this draconian captor. Music...it's been bland, spiceless. At least it was. Until I hit the old stuff.
I was never a big fan of music from before 1980 until recently. I thought it all sounded the same--uninspired, slow, boring riffs repeated over and over again to semi-similar lyrics. Then I took another look. And after I found out about the greatness of Led Zeppelin and others, I found Floyd.
Floyd's got that characteristic that seems to click with me. Their lyrics are amazing, of course, a composition of poetic standards that I can't even begin to recreate in my mind. Especially Barrett-era. Maybe it was the insanity, which allowed him to think beyond the bounds of the average man, maybe it was the fact that he was the first and so it seems better, or maybe he's just goddamned good. Whatever it is, I like it.
They've got that musical excellence as well, the musical versatility that few even up to now have begun to match. With all our fancy equipment these days, Floyd still sounds better, more creative, more varied than anything anyone else has reproduced. They've set a standard that none have yet matched. A notch above, always, even the fiercest of competition. Coming from a 20-year dead band, I believe that's pretty damn good.
So yeah, I'm inspired to be uninspired, sitting here ranting about how I like floyd, babbling on about the smallest thing (only posted in the music forum because it goes on about a band, really), not high, not drunk, not tripping, just sitting here, thinking, wondering, wishing.
I dunno, if you feel like making a comment, feel free, but otherwise, just read it and post "I want * seconds back for my life" or read it, and comment. You all think I'm insane by the time you've read this, I'm sure, so what can it hurt, eh?
*cue Great Gig in the Sky*
I've hit that coming of age where the lyrics hit me full force and I find myself drifting upon a myriad of recollection of various songs, thinking of nothing but the next one to come. It's like a drug, the euphoria I feel whilst listening to them. Maybe it's just me, maybe it's just how I am.
Lately it's also forced me into a super creative mood. I'm already somewhat of an artist, and somewhat of a writer, but lately I've gotten the itch to write and/or draw something...amazing. Something better than what I had before. Something that will make me weep with joy in the fact that I could create something so beautiful. And I can't get started.
A writer's block from hell--one that comes with creativity riding on its back, has plagued me since I moved away from my hometown, from my spirit, and since only in Music and on the internet could I escape this draconian captor. Music...it's been bland, spiceless. At least it was. Until I hit the old stuff.
I was never a big fan of music from before 1980 until recently. I thought it all sounded the same--uninspired, slow, boring riffs repeated over and over again to semi-similar lyrics. Then I took another look. And after I found out about the greatness of Led Zeppelin and others, I found Floyd.
Floyd's got that characteristic that seems to click with me. Their lyrics are amazing, of course, a composition of poetic standards that I can't even begin to recreate in my mind. Especially Barrett-era. Maybe it was the insanity, which allowed him to think beyond the bounds of the average man, maybe it was the fact that he was the first and so it seems better, or maybe he's just goddamned good. Whatever it is, I like it.
They've got that musical excellence as well, the musical versatility that few even up to now have begun to match. With all our fancy equipment these days, Floyd still sounds better, more creative, more varied than anything anyone else has reproduced. They've set a standard that none have yet matched. A notch above, always, even the fiercest of competition. Coming from a 20-year dead band, I believe that's pretty damn good.
So yeah, I'm inspired to be uninspired, sitting here ranting about how I like floyd, babbling on about the smallest thing (only posted in the music forum because it goes on about a band, really), not high, not drunk, not tripping, just sitting here, thinking, wondering, wishing.
I dunno, if you feel like making a comment, feel free, but otherwise, just read it and post "I want * seconds back for my life" or read it, and comment. You all think I'm insane by the time you've read this, I'm sure, so what can it hurt, eh?
*cue Great Gig in the Sky*
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