When Pigs Fly…

Posted By on July 2, 2005 at 6:17 pm

… Pink Floyd reunites.
I’d never have thought it would happen. The history of the rancorous split of Roger Waters from the band is fairly well known. I’d have sooner expected John and George to rise from the dead to join Paul and Ringo for a Beatles reunion.
And rancor there certainly was. On the album The Division Bell is the song Lost For Words, which includes what is unmistakeably the recounting of a call for reconciliation, and subsequent rejection:

So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go **** myself
You know you just can’t win

One might be forgiven for thinking it would never happen.
But, live on the Live8 stage in London, there they all are. Older, greyer — but there. For a fan of classic rock music such as I, this is a treat of the highest order.
Update: Whoever at MTV/VH1 thought it would be a good idea to interrupt Comfortably Numb with those dopey prepubescent “veejays” needs to be put up against a Wall and shot.
Update 2: Dopey? Yes, dopey — but insipid, too.

Why, Oh Why?

Posted By on July 1, 2005 at 3:04 pm

Of all the Kennedy brothers, why did this one have to be the one to live to a ripe old age?
The evidence of alcohol’s efficacy as a preservative continues to mount….