Tuesday, July 11, 2006

The Piper

I'm filled with self-loathing. I have no sense of proportion, no sense of the meaning of grief. At least 100 people have been murdered in a series of bomb attacks in Mumbai. And what's really upsetting me is that bloody Syd Barrett's died.


"It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here
And I'm most obliged to you for making it clear
That I'm not here."


'Jugband Blues' (1968)

10 comments:

Billy said...

NO WAY!

I've just played The Gnome in tribute.

Spinsterella said...

Ooh, when I was a teenager I really fancied a lad who had that very picture on his wall.

patroclus said...

That's a great picture. It's very sad news. I don't know early Pink Floyd very well, but Syd Barrett's always been a cult icon round these parts, the poor man.

Betty said...

This is the first I've heard of it ...

*gutted*

First Nations said...

oh my god.

Molly Bloom said...

I've been really, really sad since I got home and found outxxx

Tim Footman said...

Nice turn of phrase in the Guardian obituary; Syd's acolytes maintained their romantic image of him "in the teeth of dull truth".

tom l said...

i'm just glad i got to read the phrase "when i was a teenager i really fancied a lad" - for some reason it makes me happy.

Wyndham said...

To be honest, I'd be more gutted if Syd Little was to die. Sold out Blackpool many times over, never took drugs, cut his toenails.

occasional poster of comments said...

Living in Cambridge for the last, erm... nine-ish years, I always liked the idea that I could bump into Syd at any moment, perhaps daily, and most likely be none the wiser. It seems strange that now I won't. Even though I wouldn't have had a clue if I had. Still...