Obscured By Clouds
Obscured By Clouds. Obscured by Pink Floyd is more like it. After More, Barbet Schroeder made sure that they would make the soundtrack for whatever film he made next. They said "yeah, sure" and went on tour and started writing Dark Side of the Moon, then had to find some time to stop off in Paris on the way to and from Japan to actually do it. Same game plan: time out scenes from the film with a stopwatch, make some music, force David Gilmour to write a song 'cause he'll have to do it full time after Roger Waters' over inflated ego explodes after a few more albums, and he needs all the practice he can get, end up making fully formed tracks, getting mad at the film company and changing the name (forcing the film company to add a subtitle to the film because the direct connection to Pink Floyd was important), then finally getting back to missing Syd.
It's an often overlooked album. Partly that's the nature of the project itself. It comes across as some throw away tracks for a film in the middle of the beginning of the glory of the kingdom of Pink Floyd. But you can hear how far they've come since More. It's better throw away music. They're really starting to care, and it shows.
This is the last Democratic Republic of Pink Floyd album. Not to spoil the plot, but Roger is about to self proclaim himself dictator, miss his friends, build a wall, start to build another wall from the leftover bricks but turn it into a story about how the world betrayed his dad by having the Falkland War at all, fire Richard and demote Nick to the FX department, then quit and years later realize what a total pratt he was.
For now, just enjoy some really nice but not particularly epic Pink Floydian faux country rock songs from a film about an accidental voyage of self discovery while travelling through the unincorporated tribal lands of New Guinea. I've used this joke before, but because Japan.
Dark Side
It's an often overlooked album. Partly that's the nature of the project itself. It comes across as some throw away tracks for a film in the middle of the beginning of the glory of the kingdom of Pink Floyd. But you can hear how far they've come since More. It's better throw away music. They're really starting to care, and it shows.
This is the last Democratic Republic of Pink Floyd album. Not to spoil the plot, but Roger is about to self proclaim himself dictator, miss his friends, build a wall, start to build another wall from the leftover bricks but turn it into a story about how the world betrayed his dad by having the Falkland War at all, fire Richard and demote Nick to the FX department, then quit and years later realize what a total pratt he was.
For now, just enjoy some really nice but not particularly epic Pink Floydian faux country rock songs from a film about an accidental voyage of self discovery while travelling through the unincorporated tribal lands of New Guinea. I've used this joke before, but because Japan.
Dark Side
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