My rating: 0 of 5 stars
This is a detailed band memoir, delightful for the fan with insights on each roady and solo album, however minor. Syd Barrett looms large throughout and in this telling I get the impression less of his as an acid casualty and more as a crackpot with latent mental issues that would have become crippling regardless of episodic drug usage. Also, the wasted energy and opportunity of the Gilmour-Waters dysfunction makes album and tours of lot art a present absence in this storied band's career.
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