It was all Murray Sim's fault. He lived near me on the outskirts of Edinburgh and when I was about 13 he told me he had bought an amazing LP. It was called The Piper at the Gates of Dawn by some people with a really weird name … Pink Floyd. One day after school he played it for me. My music tastes at the time were fairly wide (they still are) – everything from the Incredible String Band, Bert Jansch and Bob Dylan to Tamla Motown, John Mayall, Howlin' Wolf, Cream and the Rolling Stones. But this Pink Floyd thing was … different. I wasn't very enthusiastic at first.
Saturday, 25 August 2012
LINK: A Prog Rock Memoir
Many thanks to my brother-in-law Ant, for sending me this link. I am really proud of how this is becoming a truly family affair...
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