mjkelleher wrote:Pups. :-D I was in high school the first time around, and it still gets my vote.
Hehe... well I'm glad you like the shirt, and glad you love the music too.
I first discovered Pink Floyd back in my early teenage years. I first heard Dark Side of the Moon (corny as it may sound) at a laser show at a planetarium. Somthing about it spoke to my thirteen-year-old heart. I identified with the lonliness... the fear of modern society and of what the future might hold... the struggle to find peace among nations... among races... even in your own self. It really made quite an impression on me, I must say.
I endeavored to explain the whole thing to my mother, soon after. There was such beauty in the strange, space-lost, forlorn but hopeful songs. My mother listened to such boring music, in my teenage mind, anyway. There was no way she could have experienced the rough and yet polished noise-music that captured my attention. We sat and I told her about "Us and Them" and about time ticking away and about there being no dark side of the moon, really (as a matter of fact, it's all dark). She listened carefully and never interrupted.
Then, when I had finished my lecture, she went down to the basement and pulled out a box of old records for me (remember vinyl, kids? ) and let me sift through them all. I found lost treasures that day... Tommy and Abbey Road, The Rolling Stones, the Ramones, even Harry Chapin (who I didn't care for until I turned 30). And yes... there in nearly perfect condition, right near the top of the box was Dark Side of the Moon.
I guess it just goes to show you what a silly kid I used to be, but I still look back on those memories, and this album, with great fondness. Thanks so much for your votes, everyone.