| Re: The music of my life. The music of PF.
Hello!
Well, as I have foreseen and promised, I wasn't a great contributor to this board. Moreover, it's some sense of premeditation in my silence for these 2 weeks. I just wanted to see a response towards my feelings about TDB from at least several fans. What I got in response was a bit strange and really a bit silly (no offences!) conversation between 2 or 3 persons, having talked about nothing. (Hey, GeraldTheMouse! My congrats with your 10oooth post!) That was really frustrating for me, to tell the truth.
I'd like to thank a lot stratman, Dazed&Confused, Bride of a Bull (and having been polite - all others, who've contributed to this thread) for their kind help, attention and understanding.
As concerned to my topic itself, I've got after reading all your posts some thoughts of mine. Firstly (and foremostly), I'm not going to debate with the inveterate PF's fans, that TDB is the greatest album ever or not. Of course, tastes differ and it's up to every certain person to like what he like. I do not want to eulogize TDB either. What I really want to stress on, is the purpose of music in general and as a consequence - the role of TDB in this purpose. I won't discover America when saying that music is called to bring pleasure (of every kind imagined) either physical or spiritual or metaphysical etc. Don't you think so? If you agree, now tell me, what's wrong with an album, which brings all this to at least some people (or better to say, to half of the PF's fans around the globe)? To tell the truth, I don't care whether TDB is "too" commercial or "a bit commercial" or that it's "with Waters or not" whatever. What's more important for me is how such music influences me, what I feel with it. And when the music piece manages to do this [read about the pleasures, at above], that's called a masterpiece. That's called a music art. That's called professionalism. Finally but not lastly, that's called satisfaction of one's soul...
Again and again, thank you for your time and for your waiting.
With regards,
Serge/  |