Friday, 12 March 2010
Fun With The Floyd
Two stories in the news today made me laugh. This one is just a classic (though it shouldn't hugely surprise anyone who's ever had a chat in the pub with a fireman). And then there’s Roger Waters’ prog rock hissy fit about single tracks from Pink Floyd 'concept albums' being downloaded as if they were, you know, just tracks off any old album, not a (drum roll please) concept album. This is all about money of course, but Roger and the boys have come up with this artistic defence in the latest leg of their ongoing struggle with EMI (yeah, stick it to The Man!) – a case, note, with such massive potential implications for national security that it was heard in camera. Get over yourself, Rog! Who – apart from a man insulated for decades from reality by vast quantities of money, adulation and impregnable self-importance – gives two hoots about 'concept albums' these days? They were one of the worst ideas (sorry, concepts) ever to occur to the drug-addled brain of a prog rock noodler. Their appeal at the time was strictly limited to navel-gazers with no sense of humour and too many drugs at their disposal. They were also the undoing of many a band, offering a slippery slope into absurdity that was altogether too tempting. For myself, my brief and faint interest in Pink Floyd, piqued by their early singles - quaint specimens of English psychedelia - was quenched altogether by the departure of Syd Barrett and the arrival of Dark Side Of The Moon. Funny, isn't it, how the Floyd didn't complain at the time about making big money and career breakthroughs by releasing singles? Rock 'n' roll!