Pink Floyd is like Che Guevara. They have achieved widespread underground reverence and overground props and respect, yet there are few who could say exactly why.
Che Guevara was a scumbag, literally a filthy murderer. He was a lunatic whose image has been used by the Castro regime and Rage Against the Machine to inspire ignorance. Using his image as iconography makes as much sense as wearing a Jeffrey Dahmer T-shirt. Before I learned this, I assumed he was a repectable guy.
I also gave Pink Floyd the benefit of the doubt and assumed they were worthy of extensive hype. I tried to listen to their music for years, but concluded that how much any given person likes them is directly correlated to their level of LSD use. I could never make any sense of their schizophrenic, video gameish, cacophony.
During my years of giving them a chance, friends and I watched The Wizard of Oz in conjunction with Dark Side of the Moon per the widely known urban legend. I'm not sure why I expected this to be a mind-blowing experience when I don't like The Wizard of Oz or Pink Floyd. And as we discovered, we neglected the unmentioned third member of the equation-horse!
In summary, after starting the album at the Metro-Goldwyn Mayer lion's roar, the only significant synchronization we found was when the movie converts to color. At that point, Money starts, which, oddly enough, is one of the only Pink Floyd compositions I can think of that actually sounds like what could be labeled as a song.
The other purpose of the oxymoronic drug-free Pink Floyd party was to investigate claims of an on-camera munchkin suicide in the film. Again, drugs would have helped make this work:
http://www.snopes.com/movies/films/ozsuicide.asp
Saturday, January 17, 2009
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