In late '79 or so I heard Another Brick in the Wall Part II, and it was a life-changing experience. It was the first time I'd heard angry music. As an 11-year old kid, I liked the anti-school message.
Then I went to California.
My parents split in '76, dad moved to Sunnyvale in '77. I didn't deal with this really well, as the only time I saw my dad was over summer break when my mother would unload my brother and I for two months.
The summer of 1980, KSJO, KOME, and KMEL played the living crap out of The Wall....Practically the whole album. I didn't totally get the intent of the lyrics, but I damn sure got this....
Dad didn't exactly fly across the ocean, but he was living on the opposite coast from me. This passage cut right through me and spoke to me. I was hooked.Daddy's flown across the ocean
Leaving just a memory
Snapshot in the family album
Daddy what else did you leave for me?
Daddy, what'd'ja leave behind for me?!?
All in all it was just a brick in the wall.
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.
Then I heard this....
Holy shit. I didn't know who these people were, but they obviously knew me. The angelic counterpoint of the way this verse is sung compared to the questioning verses (I thought it was a single singer at the time), just got me. And the guitar. Dear God, the smoky, bluesy solo from ABitW was one thing, but the airy, coddling one from Mother was from another world.Hush now baby, baby, dont you cry.
Mother's gonna make all your nightmares come true.
Mother's gonna put all her fears into you.
Mother's gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She wont let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mama will keep baby cozy and warm.
Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby,
Of course mama'll help to build the wall.
I can pick lyrics out of this album left and right that spoke to my sense of isolation and not belonging...
...To a call to matricide, especially with the guitar following this line..But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
...to general emptiness...Open your heart, I'm coming home.
And speaking of emptiness, the simple acoustic guitar in Is There Anybody Out There? is the sound of empty. At the lowest points of my life to this day, that's what I hear in my head.I've got wild staring eyes.
And I've got a strong urge to fly.
But I got nowhere to fly to.
Yes, I was probably a prime candidate for shooting up a school or something.
I've heard plenty of criticisms of The Wall over the years, mostly concerning the amount of "filler" on the album. Bullshit. There isn't a wasted note or word on this album. Dave Gilmour's guitar and voice are absolutely perfect. The counterpoint between the two solos in Comfortably Numb are simply stunning. The second solo is balls-out fury.
As life as gone on, and I've come to understand the point behind the album, I don't care. Dave, Roger, Rick, and Nick wrote this album for me.
I just felt like writing. Write what you like, whether it's about The Wall or about the album that speaks to you.