Nearly ranting but still thinking:
Satin entrail (or trail) - delicate misty colourful vapour trail of inner self that he leaves behind him as he disappears, smiling for control.
But if entrail - The Vikings had a redemption ritual for a prisoner of note who was going to be executed (and therefore not go to Valhalla). They were allowed to choose to die with a sword in their hand - if they tied one end of their gut to a tree and unwound it by walking round the tree. Nice.
Trench-coat - closed off, in siege, old soldier, dark, & imposing but outcast & in the background.
Nap (sleep), sack (isolated)
Gigolo Aunt - She's in control (which is the male role that she's usurped from him), and while this is about love for him he's accusing her of being on the make by leaving - a calculator. Aunts are there for the good times and don't take on full responsibility.
And I bet it's intended to reflect an argument too - you're a Gigolo! Aren't! Maybe.
It seems that he's done something to upset his woman, she's written a tearful letter to split up so he's gone to see her to sort it. But she's actually doing her nut & is totally unforgiving. She's left him but he loves her, so he leaves him too. It’s about beaching yourself - and the beach is Opel.
Now I RANT:
Just can't believe anyone would say Syd's solo work was undistinguished, I reckon that's a reflection of your mind sunshine. Syd's a titan of strength, truth & mankind’s soul & his contribution to art and intellect is scorched into histories littlest plaque of greatest achievement. Sydless Floyd sounds dated and decrepid now - and that’s cos it was just contrived and self-serving calculated veneer. And SHORT! Over 35 years on and sooo many people are still getting into this – or do you think an art career is about turning up everyday for 45 years? Took Shakespeare his entire life to only get near to the Syd level of understanding that he has in the Tempest - cos most people have to live to journey to arrive at understanding. So Syd stepped back while still in his 20's - but what do you do when your born arrived, and if you really do love rather than deal, what's to do when it leaves?
Syd's the next Blake & I'm sure he'll be glad to be 7. As the Saxons (real men) said at Maldon - "It's a good day to die". Bah humbug to this modern trodden & sodden field of thicky sticks together.
@Black&GreenAchilles Dark Side was the culmination of everything that Syd had worked towards. To refer to it the way you did is to spit in Syds's face.
@Black&GreenAchilles Dark Side was the culmination of everything that Syd had worked towards. To refer to it the way you did is to spit in Syds's face.
Nearly ranting but still thinking: Satin entrail (or trail) - delicate misty colourful vapour trail of inner self that he leaves behind him as he disappears, smiling for control.
But if entrail - The Vikings had a redemption ritual for a prisoner of note who was going to be executed (and therefore not go to Valhalla). They were allowed to choose to die with a sword in their hand - if they tied one end of their gut to a tree and unwound it by walking round the tree. Nice.
Trench-coat - closed off, in siege, old soldier, dark, & imposing but outcast & in the background.
Nap (sleep), sack (isolated)
Gigolo Aunt - She's in control (which is the male role that she's usurped from him), and while this is about love for him he's accusing her of being on the make by leaving - a calculator. Aunts are there for the good times and don't take on full responsibility. And I bet it's intended to reflect an argument too - you're a Gigolo! Aren't! Maybe.
It seems that he's done something to upset his woman, she's written a tearful letter to split up so he's gone to see her to sort it. But she's actually doing her nut & is totally unforgiving. She's left him but he loves her, so he leaves him too. It’s about beaching yourself - and the beach is Opel.
Now I RANT: Just can't believe anyone would say Syd's solo work was undistinguished, I reckon that's a reflection of your mind sunshine. Syd's a titan of strength, truth & mankind’s soul & his contribution to art and intellect is scorched into histories littlest plaque of greatest achievement. Sydless Floyd sounds dated and decrepid now - and that’s cos it was just contrived and self-serving calculated veneer. And SHORT! Over 35 years on and sooo many people are still getting into this – or do you think an art career is about turning up everyday for 45 years? Took Shakespeare his entire life to only get near to the Syd level of understanding that he has in the Tempest - cos most people have to live to journey to arrive at understanding. So Syd stepped back while still in his 20's - but what do you do when your born arrived, and if you really do love rather than deal, what's to do when it leaves?
Syd's the next Blake & I'm sure he'll be glad to be 7. As the Saxons (real men) said at Maldon - "It's a good day to die". Bah humbug to this modern trodden & sodden field of thicky sticks together.
@Black&GreenAchilles Dark Side was the culmination of everything that Syd had worked towards. To refer to it the way you did is to spit in Syds's face.
@Black&GreenAchilles Dark Side was the culmination of everything that Syd had worked towards. To refer to it the way you did is to spit in Syds's face.