The music calmed my mind and settled my soul. During the chaos of youth. The lyrics meaning have changed as I got older. Different perspectives. But the feeling remains that of awestruck and wonder. The artwork of the albums spark something in me. It started down the path of art and being an artist.
A friend of mine once asked “what is it about Pink Floyd? You(fans) pull out the albums , start listening and are gone to another world” I told her I feel like I am absorbed in to the music. The outside world fades away.
Pink Floyd was my first concert. Made my parents drive me to the record store early to wait in line all day. I was in the upper some section. I still remember every minute of the show. October 30 1987.
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