
Pink Floyd biography
The story of Pink Floyd is a tale of two bands. One
that lasted barely two years and had two hit singles, while the other went on
to be one of the biggest grossing acts on the planet. Like so many
psychedelic veterans of the swinging sixties, the reason for this career
schizophrenia is rooted in that decades' equivalent of living fast and dying
young - living fast and becoming an acid casualty. The Floyd's cosmic
figurehead Syd Barrett is still, to many, the true
source of the band's greatness, just as Peter Green was to Fleetwood Mac or
Skip Spence to Moby Grape. Yet, like the Mac, true fiscal greatness arrived
years after their resident genius burned out and was ejected. As to which story
is more fascinating, the listener is left with a simple choice - the legend or
the reality.
The roots of the band lay in bucolic post-war
With Barrett taking control of the songwriting duties
(and with Close jettisoned), the Floyd grew from an R'n'B
combo into something far more interesting. Finding themselves at the very
epicentre of the burgeoning counterculture, the band soon attracted a whole
scene of young minds ready to experiment in both sound and light. Using
Barrett's fertile imagination as their springboard, the songs developed into
sprawling freak-outs accompanied by the largest sound system in London and the
groundbreaking use of slides and lights (constructed by their first managers
Peter Jenner and Andrew King) to create a total
audio-visual experience. Spotted at
Finally signed to EMI, Boyd produced their first single "Arnold
Layne" in early 1967. A quirky tale of a transvestite thief, it was banned
by the BBC and sealed their notoriety. Their second single "See Emily
Play" (celebrating their appearance at the Games For May event at the
Royal Festival Hall) was a smash. Perfectly timed to ride out the Summer Of
Love, the band set to work on their first album in the studio adjacent to the
Beatles, who were working on a little conceit known as Sergeant Pepper… The
resultant Piper At The Gates Of Dawn (1967) was nothing short of a masterpiece.
All english whimsy meets west coast acid rock.
Success was just within reach, and then things started to go awry.
Synonymous with the
Childhood friend David Gilmour was asked to provide a second,
stabilising guitar to the mix but, within weeks, it was apparent that Syd was beyond any band activity. The band decided to carry
on without their wayward muse. With only a small part of the next album
completed and their chart success now a faint memory, things looked bleak. Roger
Waters now took the helm and completing the second album A Saucerful
Of Secrets (1968) they attempted to forge a new identity. Much of this was
achieved through sheer hard work. Between 1968 and 1972 the band completed six
albums and at least four world tours. This relentless gigging had a twofold
effect. Firstly it allowed the band to become a byword for 'far out' shows
where the lights became ever more 'trippy' and the P.As more sophisticated - pioneering quadrophonic
effects with their 'Azimuth coordinator' (a joystick device which allowed
sounds to be flung around a venue). Secondly it allowed what was a musically
marginal act to become an adventurous unit who instinctively played to their
strengths. The live half of double album Ummagumma
(1969) fully demonstrated this point.
European art cinema was always keen to involve the latest avant garde sounds in its
productions and The Pink Floyd were employed on several soundtracks including
Barbet Schroeder's More (1968), and Obscured By Clouds (1972) and Antonioni's Zabriskie Point
(1970). These projects allowed Waters and Co. to experiment at length in the
studio, a working method they took to their own albums. As Atom Heart Mother
(1970) unfortunately demonstrates this often led to grossly dull stuff such as
"Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast" (the sound of a man, err…having
breakfast). However, by 1971, the work started to pay off.
Meddle (1971) featured the finely structured side long piece
"Echoes", which was, in turn, spacey, funky and melodic. Live At
Pompeii, a film at the time showed the band delivering such cuts amidst the
ruins and also short clips of them working on their next project. Eight months
and hundreds of hours in the studio produced paydirt.
In 1973 they released The Dark Side Of The Moon.
Originally titled Eclipse and based around Waters' gloomy musings on
insanity, the band's prolonged sessions produced a tighter concept which
actually took in all the big issues - time ("Time"), money
("Money"), death ("The Great Gig In The Sky") and, of
course, insanity ("Eclipse"). Session musicians and highly paid
engineers (Alan Parsons, the Alan who had a psychedelic breakfast!) added a
layer of sophistication. The sleeve - a sleek, minimal design by Storm Thorgerson's Hipgnosis group -
along with the intriguing use of sound effects all added up to an album which
both satisfied the band's hairy followers and crossed over into mainstream
acceptance. The album's sonic sophistication meant that, for years, it was the
demonstration record in hi-fi shops. It also sold in shed-loads, spending 724
weeks in the top 200 in
More touring followed, while anticipation for a follow-up album became
almost unbearable. When Wish You Were Here (1975) arrived, it confirmed The
Pink Floyd's status as number one 'heavy concept' artists. Enigmatic sleeve
photography, songs drenched in studio sheen and, again, a gloomy subject. Strangely,
for a band desparate to shake off the legacy of Syd Barrett (Waters was, by now responding with cries for Syd at gigs with a curt "Syd's
not here"), the album was a tribute of sorts to the, by now, legendary
outcast. He even appeared at the studio while they recorded "Shine On You
Crazy Diamond" (a song about Syd) - fat, bald
and still very much confused.
Water's cynicism seemed fuelled by The Pink Floyd's status as
stadium-fillers. The next work, Animals (1977) - largely composed from offcuts from Wish You Were Here - was loosely based on
Orwell's Animal Farm and seemed to be saying that we were all just sheep, pigs
or dogs. It was probably more notorious for its cover shot of a pig floating
over Battersea power station.
It seemed that Waters was experiencing his own crisis. The Wall (1979)
was a sprawling concept album which detailed the loss of his father, his
increasing alienation from his audience (hence the 'wall' between the crowd and
the band) and his sense of, well, just how beastly life really is. By now Floyd
shows were expected to be effects-laden but the tour to promote the album
topped them all with a huge wall built in front of the band as they played! A
somewhat tortuously pretentious film of the same name (featuring Bob Geldof as 'Pink') followed, but now Waters own alienation
was becoming more tangible.
During recording of The Wall Wright was fired, only to be re-employed as
a hired session man. Waters' ego was running unchecked. By The Final Cut (1983)
(subjects, again, include loss of father, misery etc.) The Pink Floyd was
billed as a support act to the bass player. An inevitable split followed and
Waters disappeared in a petulant cloud to pursue a lucrative solo career. Gilmour
helped steer the band through another ten years of fancy artwork and
pyrotechnic shows (famously chronicled on the Pulse (1995) album, with its
flashing red light embossed in the cover), but the days of experimentation and
boundary-breaking were long gone. A newly active solo Gilmour has recently
answered questions concerning the future of the band with a terse "Who
gives a f***?"
In the final analysis, The Pink Floyd were
responsible for the best and worst of rock's conceits. From truly innovative
beginnings, their essentially middle-class suburban origins became a grounding for one of the greatest marketing concepts of
musical history. Still felt as an influence on many of today's bands - Radiohead's OK Computer was cited as a Dark Side Of The
Moon for the new millenium - their greatest legacy
may still be the idea of a band as a commodity.