Every time I hear someone say “this band/song/artist/album is the best of the world” I never say anything, but I know very well that deep inside, the affirmation is wrong, unless they’re talking about Pink Floyd, I never debate, cause the psychedelic experiences I’ve listened this last 5 years taught me to be comfortably numb.
I’m currently starting to write my first songs, doing a few concerts and starting bands, all of these missions are very well influenced by Pink Floyd’s music, and I can say that I couldn’t be the person I am today if it wasn’t for David Gilmour, Roger Waters, Roger Keith Barrett, Nick Mason and Richard Wright. All of them live free in my mind as the five greatest rock artists.
Many people talk to me like if I was mad, crazy, or at least not part of this planet, it used to depress me, but since an album with a prism that refracts light into the spectrum on the cover arrived to my life, I see craziness as a fundamental part of rock and life itself.
