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The life of a porn addicted housewife.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Syd Barrett - Genius or just crazy? 

I chose one of Ap0k’s favorite songs today.
While he likes the type of music I usually post, this song is a completely and utterly different.
“Matilda Mother” was released by Pink Floyd on the album Piper At The Gates Of Dawn in August of 1967.
If you listen to the music you can see that Pink Floyd was decades ahead of themselves. They manage to make electronic sounds with no electronics!
This song was recorded when Syd Barrett was still with the group. Syd Barrett is considered by many (including Ap0k) to be a true musical genius. Unfortunately Syd suffered from severe mental problems (caused by the death of his father and later by drug use) that forced the group to remove him after just two albums. Today Syd lives a solitary life in Cambridgeshire, England where it is rumored that he has written a book titled “The History Of Art” but no one seems to know when or even if he is going to publish it.

Pink Floyd:
Syd Barrett: Lead guitar and vocals (confounding member in 1965, contributed to 2 albums, replaced by David Gilmour in 1968 due to increasing mental instability.)
Roger Waters: Bass guitar and vocals (tried to dissolve band in 1985 but band continued without him.)
Rick Wright: Organ/piano (forced to leave band by Roger Waters in 1982 because Roger felt that Rick did not contribute enough to the band.)
Nick Mason: Drums (The only member of the original Pink Floyd grouping to stay throughout all of the bands personnel changes.)


There was a king who ruled the land.
His majesty was in command.
With silver eyes the scarlet eagle
Showers silver on the people.
Oh Mother, tell me more.

Why'd'ya have to leave me there
Hanging in my infant air waiting?
You only have to read the lines
They're scribbly black and everything shines.

Across the stream with wooden shoes
With bells to tell the king the news
A thousand misty riders climb up
Higher once upon a time.
Wandering and dreaming
The words have different meaning.
Yes they did.

For all the time spent in that room
The doll's house, darkness, old perfume
And fairy stories held me high on
Clouds of sunlight floating by.
Oh Mother, tell me more
Tell me more.

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