Rock On!

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Rock On!

A lazy July afternoon two years ago, a sortie on the Net while planning a trip to Shanghai, got me the news that a certain Roger Barrett was no more. "For those of us who knew him, and certainly some of us had spent many an evening reveling in the joys coincident with the company of Syd and his kinsmen..." was how one mourned his pioneering genius, in the poignant knowledge that the Madcap Laughs, but now only in a different abode.

Nonetheless, for the faithful, hope lingered – indeed grew stronger by virtue of a momentous reunion during Live 8 a few months ago - that the Floydian bell had not tolled its last yet. Mind you, any new musical note to add to the treasure trove that unfurled with Piper at the Gates of Dawn two score years ago, would be up against expectation scaled vis-à-vis sky-high historical success as much as seemingly interminable passage of time since the last foray. Miracles were par for the course, however, like the day when practising a new song for Wish You Were Here, before the evening party for Dave Gilmour's wedding, a fully shaved overweight man, looking aged far beyond his years, had wandered in unrecognized in the studio. Amongst friends after a five year hiatus and amidst the strains of Shine On You Crazy Diamond - ostensibly dedicated to him – Syd had asked for a guitar, to find none, and walked away from them forever.

With the tragic demise of Rick Wright this week, alas, there is a seal of finality on that hope. There would be no more from the band that redefined music with their experimentative sound, evocative lyric and phantasmagoric rock opera constructs. While one can deliberate the ordinal greatness of the prodigal Barrett, meditative Waters or vintage Gilmour, such examination mostly led me back to my first etched-in-rock principle. Serendipitously discovered during my baby steps in College, it was simple: there was Floyd, and then you had Music (or, more popularly, Floyd is God)!

Indeed, for a musical journey so rich in idiom, varied in dispensation and haunting in remembrance, attempting an epitaph is quite ill-advised. Suffice it for me to exit today – with two tickets for Rock On in hand - by reaching within the divine anthology for a composition sans compare, from the aforementioned 1975 album, and leave you to savour some of its nine part gem:
Remember when you were young; you shone like the sun…
Shine on you crazy diamond…
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky…
Shine on you crazy diamond…
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze…
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
You legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon…
Shine on you crazy diamond…
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light…
Shine on you crazy diamond…
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze…
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
You piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far…
Shine on you crazy diamond…
Pile on many more layers and I'll be joining you there…
Shine on you crazy diamond…
And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph,
And sail on the steel breeze…
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!

{http://echohum.blogspot.com/2008/09/shine-on.html]

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Created: Jun 14 2011 at 04:10:03 AM
Updated: Jun 14 2011 at 04:10:03 AM
Category: Music
Language: English

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