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Many of us are on our codvid quarantine porches wishing
somebody
anybody
was "here";
Even if it's Chris Cornell-style, almost not caring who picks up the distress signal of a wishful wistful, atheistic theistic, prayerful unprayer.:
On a cobweb afternoon in a room full of emptiness
By a freeway, I confess I was lost in the pages
Of a book full of death, reading how we'll die alone
Of a book full of death, reading how we'll die alone
Of a book full of death, reading how we'll die alone
And if we're good, we'll lay to rest anywhere we want to go
In your house, I long to beRoom by room, patientlyI'll wait for you there, like a stoneI'll wait for you there, alone
And on my deathbed, I will pray to the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone who will take me to heavenTo a place I recall, I was there so long agoThe sky was bruised, the wine was bled, and there you led me onBut that's another song.
Or is it?
Chris Cornell and Roger Waters may be praying to the same You that they wish were here, and that they hope they meet there.
Roger's skies in "Wish" were pain-blue, and Chris' in the song above were bruised
But the song...and the Canopy Maker..remain the same.
Even the Good Book darkness-skies are God's canopy.
And the Floyd song..like all of them.. is dark.
But the canopy is there...even if appearing bruised.
I challenged Stacy to post a few reasons...any reason ..why she likes this song.
I can't wait to hear. She many even know things about the song I don't..and I have been tracking it for 45 years or so, I bet she even knows about the often-unnoticed (and much-debated ) throat-clearing cough towards the beginning that I always hears as a guy waking up and turning on the radio to hear this song, and eventually play along to it.
And that man has been me ever since.
To cough is to pray.
My reasons for liking the song are many.
And some were formed before Stacy was born.
But I don't even know if I can use the word "like."
Though they all work.
Maybe the word I need is "need."
I mean, we all need help putting words to our prayers at times.
Even, especially when the prayer ...as written...doesn't seem to be getting through..
And this song was an integral part of the prevenient-grace mixtape that led me to Jesus (tied with this 24-minute hymn from the Book Of Genesis--I mean, Band of Genesis ), and part of the strange and heteroclite canon/cannon of laments and imprecations that keep me tethered to this Jesus.
Stacy, I might not know you..or Jesus..without this song!
(Do I love or know Jesus?)
And that man has been me ever since.
To cough is to pray.
My reasons for liking the song are many.
And some were formed before Stacy was born.
But I don't even know if I can use the word "like."
- Or love.
- Or "hate"
- Or "love."
- Or love/hate.
Though they all work.
Maybe the word I need is "need."
I mean, we all need help putting words to our prayers at times.
Even, especially when the prayer ...as written...doesn't seem to be getting through..
And this song was an integral part of the prevenient-grace mixtape that led me to Jesus (tied with this 24-minute hymn from the Book Of Genesis--I mean, Band of Genesis ), and part of the strange and heteroclite canon/cannon of laments and imprecations that keep me tethered to this Jesus.
Stacy, I might not know you..or Jesus..without this song!
(Do I love or know Jesus?)
And this blog post is also serving a public challenge to Stacy to write more; even blog. Her social media posts can be stunningly moving. My post today may only be so to me, but I dedicate it to her.
This song.
Where to start?
Where to start?
If by some tragic circumstance you have never encountered this song, may I counterintuitively (Why not go the unobvious route?) suggest you sample this version filmed in my favorite city, as the song is sensitively interpreted performed by two Jewish men. If I had been there, and stumbled upon this scene, I would've probably been so transfixed that I'd be transfigured..or still there. To me, another Jewish Man is always active in the music of streets of That City.
See you after the break.
See you after the break.
Original version.
When this song came out, and my friends and I first heard it cranked loud on Dan's huge JBL speakers:
no words.
But let me try several.
I mean, if I can't at least occasionally articulate the "inarticulate speech of the heart" about one of my top ten "Godhaunted songs" (Hi Happy Lee, your song is next)
I mean, if I can't at least occasionally articulate the "inarticulate speech of the heart" about one of my top ten "Godhaunted songs" (Hi Happy Lee, your song is next)
As most Floydfans know, the album this is found on, and this song, is partly/largely about/addressed to former band member Syd Barrett,
As is much (all?) of their material.
Barrett had left the band/been forced out due to his drug-induced mental ilness, The band tells this chilling story
As is much (all?) of their material.
Barrett had left the band/been forced out due to his drug-induced mental ilness, The band tells this chilling story
Syd Barrett's tortured spirit was already hovering over Pink Floyd's ninth studio album, even before he unexpectedly crashed the sessions for Wish You Were Here on June 5, 1975.
Both the emotive title track and shimmering, psychedelic epic "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" were inspired by Barrett, the band's former frontman, with chief writer Roger Waters meditating on themes of isolation and inward escape. So, when the long-absent musician – portly, with distant gaze, shaved head and eyebrows – randomly arrived during a mixing session for "Diamond," the coincidence reduced the band to a mixture of shock and depression.
It's not as if Barrett, Floyd's co-founder and the driving creative force behind their debut LP, 1967's The Piper at the Gates of Dawn, left the band on good terms. His mental instability, erratic stage behavior and addiction to LSD made him a liability, and guitarist-singer David Gilmour was brought in as a replacement.
....Pink Floyd were confused by his presence, assuming he had to be a crew member. But when Gilmour eventually identified their former bandmate, Waters broke down in tears. That June day also happened to be Gilmour's wedding day, so Barrett wandered into the guitarist's wedding reception at EMI. He left without telling anyone, disappearing as strangely as he'd arrived. The experience had a profound impact on the band, particularly Waters, who even incorporated a lyrical reference to the early Barrett-penned single "See Emily Play" on Wish You Were Here.
"I'm very sad about Syd, [though] I wasn't for years," Waters said in 1975. "For years, I suppose he was a threat because of all that bollocks written about him and us. Of course, he was very important and the band would never have f_____ started without him, because he was writing all the material. It couldn't have happened without him, but on the other hand, it couldn't have gone on with him. He may or may not be important in rock 'n' roll anthology terms, but he's certainly not nearly as important as people say in terms of Pink Floyd. So, I think I was threatened by him."
Gilmour, who co-wrote the music to both the title track and "Shine On," has trouble separating these classic songs from his memories of the former Floyd icon. "Although 'Shine On You Crazy Diamond' is specifically about Syd and 'Wish You Were Here' has a broader remit," Gilmour said in the 2012 documentary Pink Floyd: The Story of Wish You Were Here, "I can't sing it without thinking about Syd."
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Finally, now you are primed to read the lyrics, and weigh who they addressed/redressed to? Who is your Syd?
You can "never again sing it without thinking about" your "randomly arrived" Syd.
Lyrics:
Lyrics:
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?
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?
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
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 we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here....
From Song Facts:
Perhaps the most important part and punch of the lyric is the ellipsis; hemistiche, at the end..
Will the wished-for "you/"You" ever be here?
Who or what is "you"?
Roger Waters has left this open to interpretation, but in various interviews over the years has seen it as
Will the wished-for "you/"You" ever be here?
Who or what is "you"?
Roger Waters has left this open to interpretation, but in various interviews over the years has seen it as
- Syd
- a lover or friend
- his bandmates
and a fascinating and compelling candidate that only hit him later in life;
himself.
The Cure can relate.
And so can you.
And Sudzi.
And Soren:
"It is essentially owing to her, to my melancholy and to my money that I became an author.
Now with God's help, I shall be myself.
I believe that Christ will help me to be victorious
over my melancholy" -Soren Kierkegaard ,Journal, 4/19/1848
I also dare to believe, even if Waters doesn't believe or admit it..
The You is also
partly
partially God.
Of course at some points in the lyric that You doesn't make sense (God a fearful lost soul..
OR DOES IT?
But
The You is also
partly
partially
God.
partly
partially God.
Of course at some points in the lyric that You doesn't make sense (God a fearful lost soul..
OR DOES IT?
But
The You is also
partly
partially
God.
Every You in every song eventually is.
Every wish ultimately is for the hereness and nearness of One who doesn't seem here.
Why can't the onmipresence be manifest?
As I once preached from Psalm 22:
"The Lord Be With You...Even When He's Not."
As I once preached from Psalm 22:
"The Lord Be With You...Even When He's Not."
But knowing Floyd, if it is a prayer..
atheism, cynicism and nihilism often win..
"There is no dark side of the moon really. As a matter of fact it's all dark,"
"Is there anybody out there?" they once prayed.
The expected answer is no.
Same with the chilling first set of questions in "Wish".
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?
They are not essay answers.
One senses they are multiple choice
A"Yes"
or
B"Hell, no."
B being "right".
But I'm opting for a C: " Both A and B .
Sometimes fuzzy sets are the only
Same with the chilling first set of questions in "Wish".
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?
They are not essay answers.
One senses they are multiple choice
A"Yes"
or
B"Hell, no."
B being "right".
But I'm opting for a C: " Both A and B .
Sometimes fuzzy sets are the only
way to pray.
Apophatic is cataphatic.
It's often more classically encouraging to hear U2's Bono (Who gives us permission and a decoder to "Turn each song into a prayer") ask the biblical question "How long?'' since we know the question has a deadline, and is not a dead end.
It's often more classically encouraging to hear U2's Bono (Who gives us permission and a decoder to "Turn each song into a prayer") ask the biblical question "How long?'' since we know the question has a deadline, and is not a dead end.
Maybe Pink Floyd is asking the same question, but from the dark side of the faith.
Such is the hardwon faith that does not bypass lament.
U2's Dead Man might even Wake Up.
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Floyd's deity might remain dead.
But thank God that God is bigger than authorial intent.
(And bigger than the Boogie Man and the devil, for that matter.)
Waters also may well have meant this as not just about TO or ABOUT Syd, but
FROM Syd, how HE felt towards
the band (or himself..or God)
I was not yet a committed Christian when I first heard this song; I don't know what you would have called me when the pictured guys (I'm the one in the T shirt, And obviously, there is one non-guy with us, but she wasn't part of our gang) in this Upstate New York circle of friends first experienced it.
I felt it/heard it as my lonely being awakened,
It was addressed to myself
It was addressed to myself
to my friends
to Syd
to a partner I hadn't met yet
and to an unknown God that I somehow knew.
and to an unknown God that I somehow knew.
I am intrigued that Waters tended to picture the "two lost souls in a fishbowl" as
two fish, but each in a separate bowl (this is perhaps authenticated by cover art on a later single version).
I hadn't felt it that way.
Being two lost souls in the same bowl was lonely enough.
But at least the two were in it together.
Terrifying to be trapped in a bowl alone, able to see your soulmate in an adjacent bowl.
Year after year.
Covid quarantine, indeed
But until we admit we often live this hellonearth in our "there" ("Can you tell heaven from hell?."...
We may never experience God as here.
Wish you were here,
But until we admit we often live this hellonearth in our "there" ("Can you tell heaven from hell?."...
We may never experience God as here.
Wish you were here,
PS Maybe just watch this guy in video. He's crazy, but he may weel say most of what I just tried to sat better than I just did!: --
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