All That You Feel

That warm feeling you get in your chest when drinking whiskey? I'm getting that, sober, right now.

I've just slipped out of a music induced trance, having just experienced Pink Floyd's 1973 album 'The Dark Side of the Moon'.

I don't recall having ever experienced such a trip from an album before. That said, I have never really focused on and zoned out to an album other than 'The Best of Simon and Garfunkel' before and I'm not sure that really even counts.

My general musical background is bleak, I can shamefully admit. Growing up I dipped in and out of musical interests, both as a consumer and performer. It is only recently that I have realised how distant I am from all forms of media in terms of consumption. 

The disappointing part is the entirely self inflicted nature of my situation. I won't get into it, though it is something I can move on from now.

Back to the good stuff. It began when I decided to simply lay back, relax (!) and listen. I didn't expect or anticipate anything at all. I just wanted to listen, as soon as I hit play I didn't have to think about relaxing anymore. It was natural. I was gone.

'I'm not frightened of dying. Any time will do, I don't mind.'

Such a simple and cutting collection of words. A spoken part for 'The Great Gig in the Sky'.

'Why should I be frightened of dying? There's no reason for it - you've got to go sometime.'

Over time my musical vocabulary will improve, along with general music knowledge. When this happens I will more efficiently be able to express how I feel about this album.

It really is fantastic, this warm achy feeling in my chest is already addictive.

My favourite tracks on this album are The Great Gig in the Sky, Brain Damage and Eclipse.