I’m going to nibble at this topic, and then take a big bite
when I’m feeling especially adept. Which is not tonight.
The table discussion over the past few evening meals has
been about prog rock and the hesitation to put Pink Floyd in this category,
even though this is how they are typically exemplified. Indulgence, or, more
precisely: over-indulgence, was the scale tipper that put the weight on bands
like Yes and Genesis and lifted Pink Floyd, if only by comparison. As a whole,
I would consider them less dramatic and self-gratifying, but examination of the
individual albums might hand the hat right back to them. Animals or Meddle? I'll get back to you on this (probably). Meanwhile, if you have 24:06 minutes, consider this...
(In August of 1989 there was a total lunar eclipse. This was part
of our evening's soundtrack as my friends and I gave ourselves to every star that winked at us from that wonderfully black sky. Luscious, as I recall.)
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