The crazy diamond shone
I find it funny that there seems to be so much prestige in which incarnation of Floyd we fans love the most. Many pretentious fans love Syd’s Floyd but that is not me. Of course, I came in late, in the early eighties, and I have always enjoyed David’s singing and his heavenly guitar playing. I guess if you were there at the time, in the middle of the sixties, and followed the band when it started it would have been something else. Syd was the musical and artistic leader of the band back then. Already during the development of the second album they transformed into a five-piece and then to a quartet again, now with less Syd but a Dave added. Syd burnt out like in the song by Neil Young.
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“… clear that I’m not here.”
As much as I have loved Floyd over the years I have always divided their discography in two sections. The good part starts with “Meddle”, and the strange and unwelcoming part contains the five first albums. Today I’ll review one of the albums in that older group, the band’s second album “A saucerful of secrets”. It was released in 1968.
During the recording sessions, in January 1968, Syd Barrett was replaced by childhood friend David Gilmour. The band very briefly was a quintet and they did some shows in January 1968 as a five-piece band. But soon Barrett’s erratic behaviour made him impossible to work with.
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