Tuesday, July 11, 2006

The Madcap Laughs no more....

One night a long, long time ago, at Mothers Club in Erdington, Birmingham we were treated to the magic of Pink Floyd recording part of the live session of Ummagumma. Introduced by the late John Peel, the Floyd were tremendous... and I'm not sure they ever really reached those heights again, despite the popularity of things like Dark Side of the Moon. I was reminded of that gig again today when I heard about the death of one of the group's founders, Syd Barrett, who had already retreated into his illness by the time of Ummagumma.

Shine On You Crazy Diamond

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 crossfire 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!