When I was younger, this is what people listened to when they smoked weed. Well, not all people, not just weed, and not always Pink Floyd. I didn't gain an affection for Pink Floyd until recently. I wouldn't call it an affection, but more of an acceptance of their musical craftsmanship. If you knew me, you would know I do not care for the Epic Opus pieces that linger on for more than 9 minutes. Short attention span maybe? I dunno...I do appreciate this album's relaxed sense of emotion that is projected. The album cover is iconic and is more of a Memory than the music. Who could not forget this unique intro?
Pigs (Three Different Ones)
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