When I was not even seven, my dad used to play The Wall album for me — he even showed me the “Another Brick in the Wall” music video. The scene where children fall into the meat grinder almost scared the life out of my kindergarten self.
Pink Floyd’s music has been with me ever since and means the world to me. I even think of Shine On You Crazy Diamond as my requiem.
I’m 32 now, and I truly wish that the grown-up me could watch a Pink Floyd live show with my dad.
Reunion, I beg.
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