Dear Pink Floyd,
After stealing Umma Gumma from my brother, it and the Wish You Were Here album quickly became my anthems.
Now in my sixties, your music has provided the backtrack to all of life’s experiences and I have enjoyed seeing you live many, many times. I even named my daughter Emily.
Roger’s inventive visions, David’s brilliant musicality and guitar genius, Nick and his impeccable rhythm and techniques, to my favorite, Rick, and his originality and passion on the keys, and finally, Syd’s creavitive imagination, all formed the musical miracle that is Pink Floyd.
Oh, by the way, you’re all Pink!
