So.
I did a lot today. I really did.
Regardless, I told myself that I was going to complete another chapter in my MCAT book, and maybe even review some ochem. This was around 8pm. But as I finished washing the dishes and sat down at my chair, I caught a glimpse of my guitar. It’s an acoustic, brand is Abilene (I’m not much of a guitar buff, I only really know the main brands i.e. Fender, Ibanez, Yamaha, etc.) I brought it down from home after my Yosemite trip mainly to have some sort of musical outlet, seeing as how my drum kit is back at home. Anyway, I decided to learn Wish You Were Here (wait, aren’t there two songs that go by that title? One by Pink Floyd and one by Incubus? Which one am I referring to? The REAL FUCKING ONE a.k.a. the Pink Floyd one; the far superior song, the original, the real mccoy. No offense Incubus, who I really do like. But honestly, what if someone current artist made a song called Billie Jean? Would you ever be able to respect that artist, considering that he or she was so ignorant as to name one of his or her songs after one of the greatest musical gems in the history of music?!!!?!!!?!?! No. Not at all. AND TO FURTHER JUSTIFY MY ANGER is this interview that was dug up by my friend, Ben Jew. Here:
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When you were coming up with the lyrics and title for “Wish You Were Here,” did you ever go, “This was a classic Pink Floyd song. Maybe it’s not such a good idea.”
Boyd: I asked the guys in the control room, “Do you think we should call it something else?” All of them looked at me and were like, “No.” It doesn’t matter that it was a Pink Floyd song, because it’s not like the Pink Floyd song. We’re a very different band.
Lance: Most of our fans aren’t old enough to know who Pink Floyd is.
Einziger: We’ve also stolen song titles from R.E.M. and Björk, and they didn’t come try to beat us up, so …
Lance: … we could take Pink Floyd.
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… I’ll leave you to comprehend the utter douchey-ness of that.) and found that it is a rather easy song. I believe that it is one of the most beautiful songs I’ve ever heard, with respect to both the profound poetry of Roger Waters and Dave Gilmour’s beautifully haunting guitar riff. Anyway, learning that song and playing it along with the actual record has increased my mood at least three fold, which wasn’t too bad in the first place. Moral of the story : Music is never a waste of time and can always be beneficial to you in one way or another. A relationship with music should be viewed at just like any relationship with another human being; You gotta give a little to get a little. It’s only those who choose to give a little bit of themselves to music that will ever receive anything from music.
I leave you with the poetry of Roger Waters:
So,
So you think you can tell,
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain,
Can you tell a green field,
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade,
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange,
A walk on part in the war for,
A lead role in a cage?
How I wish,
How I wish you were here,
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground,
What have you found?
The same old fears,
Wish you were here.
-Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd
Cheers,
Ben