The greatest lyric Roger Waters has written
is the one about time — it’s also the greatest
song in the Pink Floyd canon; the one best
allowing for every single component
to shine. Crazy diamonds, all. Not many
think of Nick Mason as one of the greats
but his playing here — compositional
and wise — sets up the feel and the flow.
Keyboard textures, and a proud bass line
also features — and then there’s the way
David Gilmour’s liquid-tone of 400 guitars
marches like an army across that blazing
sun of a solo. But it’s all bright stars, all
profound poetry — lyrics about just hanging
on because the passage of time is a
necessary thing. And a band driving their
spaceship to another planet, via the song.
Nobody was ever better than this.
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