I cherish the memory of meeting David Gilmour, shaking both his hands at the same time has he smiled and I told him in my mind he is a Legend, then he signed the album hanging in my music room. We talked for 22 minutes. I called him…“The Master Of The Stratocaster” He smiled again. I told him his music will stand the test of time with anything from Beethoven or Mozart. He smiled even bigger. I smiled HUGE. Hard to explain how awesome that moment was in my life. I asked him to describe his technique of playing guitar, he replied… “I strike a note, bend it, shake it and then release it”…. Yes, he does that quite well, better than any other guitarist I know. . I told him in my eyes he’s a “Legend“. He thanked me and said “Enjoy the show”…. during the concert after the song “Money” he looked right at me and said…. “On saxophone, another Legend, Mr. Raphael Ravenscroft” … acknowledging my comment to him. It is my favorite moment in over 300 shows I’ve seen.
"Wearing The Inside Out" - Richard Wright From morning to night, I stayed out of sight Didn't recognize I'd become No more than alive, I'd barely survive In a word, overrun Won't hear a sound (he's curled into the corner) From my mouth (but still the screen is flickering) I've spent too long (with an endless stream of garbage) On the inside out (curse the place) My skin is cold (in a sea of random images) To the human touch (the self-destructing animal) This bleeding heart's (waiting for the waves) Not beating much (to break) I murmured a vow of silence, and now I don't even hear when I think aloud Extinguished by light, I turn on the night Wear its darkness with an empty smile I'm creeping back to life My nervous system all awry I'm wearing the inside out Look at him now, he's paler somehow But he's coming around He's starting to choke, it's been so long since he spoke Well, he can have the words right from my mouth And with these words, I can see Clear through the clouds that covered me Just give it time, then speak my name Now we can hear ourselves again I'm holding out (he's standing on the threshold) For the day (caught in fiery anger) When all the clouds (and hurled into the furnace) Have blown away (he'll curse the place) I'm with you now (he's torn in all directions) Can speak your name (and still the screen is flickering) Now we can hear (waiting for the flames) Ourselves again (to break)
2 more Rick song Summer 68 and Break Through must hear I read somewhere that Rick was talking about his wife and himself after the was kicked or of Pink Floyd during the Wall album he went into a depression until David brought him back and it took time to get back to how he was before.
like this song and most all of P.F. how can anyone put them in a category of "Rock & Roll". they are in their own. If you saw them in concert there is only one song the stand "Run Like Hell". Best way to listen is with the lights off and light a fatty
My Friend, you should watch the entire show just for your own experience/knowledge. The 2nd Greatest Concert I've ever seen.... Pink Floyd - Delicate Sound of Thunder (film) + Bonus Tracks Remastered
