A slightly older friend was into the band much more, but that was confined to Meddle onwards, so Meddle formed the basis of my interest, at least until I got my hands on the full Dark Side. My first listen to Dark Side of the Moon had an interesting context I’ll save for another day (it’s looking like Thursday when I ascend that particular Kilimanjaro). They were all very expensive to buy, I seem to remember. Sheen, wrecking a needle on someone’s turntable in the process. The Wall was famous, of course, but nobody I knew owned a copy until around 1986 when someone spilt Home Brew over one and I took it on myself to clean it with Mr. About this time came the release of The Final Cut but I don’t remember hearing that until much later (the single, Not Now John, was played occasionally, but not too much). A friend’s older brother had a really cool Wish You Were Here album with blue translucent vinyl, but we were never allowed play it we used to look at it a great deal. While some of it was interesting and Bike was mad, it hardly allowed me in to the more expansive sounds of the band. There were always a few Pink Floyd albums knocking around when I was growing up: the first one I remember hearing all the way through would have been Relics, a singles compilation that had been rereleased on some MPF type of discount label in the early 80s.
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