A genuinely fascinating documentary about Pink Floyd (I can find no free watch of the documentary online, sadly) on the beeb last night in which all the members took part. I was surprised at Roger Waters' admittance of regret and even remorse over their breakup, largely instigated by Waters himself. Their twenty minutes together on Live 8 was just as epic and momentous as the Zeppelin reunion in my book. I saw the Floyd moment at a party held by my downstairs' neighbours in London. The party had been going from early evening and I have no idea how much wine, punch and Serbian brandy I drank (never, never mix 'em) and myself and another Floyd fan (I have no idea of his name nor what he looks like now) sang through every single word during every single moment of the Floyd set at the tops of our voices. That was bloody marvellous. As was the documentary. Interesting to see Waters, an awkward massively talented bugger (when Gilmour related that Waters presented the band with The Wall already written, I just gasped) so regretful, remorseful, even contrite. He clearly wanted to repeat the experience on stage with the band members again. Tellingly, he looked older and more careworn than the rest of them. Who knows. I must know most of their stuff backwards. Just once more, the whole lot performing Dark Side together again. People think Zeppelin tickets were hard to come by!
There was quite a bit of footage involving Bob Geldof, responsible for getting them back together. He said he considered getting them to perform on stage again symbolic about what Live 8 was all about: despite differences, even animosity, all uniting in a common cause. Geldof also said that coming out of Punk he viewed Floyd with contempt as Prog Rock dinosaurs. But years later he listened to The Dark Side of the Moon and recognised it as one of the absolute pillar high points in the history of Rock. Amen to that.
Speaking of music, the ever-excellent Ory Chalk has just posted a new piece, Marie Antoinette on her MySpace page. Quirky, evocative, disturbing, beautiful, sensual, mysterious, her music possesses all of these qualities. And she comes across as charm herself as a person. If you follow that link be sure to listen as well to Mortal Danger, Ladywolf and Eva's Temptation (wow!) this last her gorgeously intoxicating and sensual collaboration with Lunabee.
Thank you swan_tower I have been following your lead in avoiding the temptation to write 'out of order'. I have been writing scenes here there and everywhere and after such enthusiastic surges finding myself with a massive headache (and precious little interest) in trying to 'join the dots'. Instead, I mapped out for scene following on from scene and then writing them. Also aided by writing elsewhere this morning. Yomping through the cold and the frost to a good friend's house: table cleared and ready for me, strong coffee brewing and left to myself, no distractions, I got on. Repeat tomorrow. If I reach the 7000k mark with my latest novella by the beginning of next week, that will be Xmas present enough for me.
What I would like beyond that is a very, very good bottle of red. A decent Pinot Noir (from anywhere, one that doesn't turn out to be a watery disappointment) or a Chilean Carménère; or an Argentinian Malbec. And to write a scene I have in mind with the first snow and a splash of blood, dishonour and the seeds of doom and redemption thereby.
There is no tomorrow. Do it now.