I’m feeling lousy today, so I’ll make this post an easy one.
Wait a minute… didn’t I already talk about this song on this here blog?
<checks>
Okay, I mentioned it. And I mentioned how the band members had not considered it to be in their top ten accomplishments of fave Pink Floyd tunes. So let’s have them play Comfortably Numb for the millionth fucking time. I’m actually quite sick of that song, and most of The Wall, but now I’m being grumpy.
But what is this? David Gilmour playing Atom Heart Mother in 2008??? With a brass and choral ensemble?
Neato. If I wasn’t so tired, I’d check out some more of this performance. But now I’ll just say what I know about the original recording.
I like it.
Okay, I’m done. I can go to bed now. No, no, no. That’s not fair to you. You opened this url in your browser for a reason, and gawl dern it, I’m gonna step up to the plate and do an honest to goodness review of this song.
But please, read this in Mr. T’s voice.
Sucka!
I pity the fool who doesn’t dig the Pink Floyd and whatnot! Come on brotha, we gonna chill to this… dig to this… “Atom Heart Mother”, foo!
It starts low and quiet like, unnastand? Then it gets all mysterious. I hate mysteries! Dontcha gimmie no more jibba jabba! Cut it straight, foo!
I’m doin this review for the kids. It’s for the kids, y’unnastand. I ain’t gettin on no plane, foo! I hate flying! B.A. Baracus don’t fly in no plane, foo! Get some otha sucka, foo! What’s that? A glass of milk? Mmmmm… I love milk. Healthy, make ya strong and give you strong bones and teeth. Mmmmmm….. I love milk.
<passes out and wakes up on a plane in the air over Central America>
What the!
Damn, sucka! You tricked me! You drugged that milk sucka! I fall for that every time! And I slept through “Atom Heart Mother” by The Pink Floyd!
Wait sucka… milk comes from cows. That’s a cow! The Pink Floyd is singing about milk in this song, foo! It’s for the kids! Foo!