On The Dark Side of the Moon or: Around and Through Beyond by Sam Rasnake
“There’s someone in my head, but it’s not me.”
– “Brain Damage”
Music dates us. Yes. That’s something we can’t escape. There is a music – a part of its time – that’s in us all. Like the famous paradox: does life imitate art, or is it the opposite? – music does define us, but the belief that “we define the music” carries its own truth as well. That truth has its own season. We live our lives anchored in a time, and that time sings its own songs, plays its music, dances its dance. Pink Floyd’s The Dark Side of the Moon is of my world, my time, my breathing – and I do listen. I don’t stop.
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