“Mark Blake peels back the layers of mystery around the band’s history with a supple, T C C OMFORTABLY NUMB MARK BLAKE readable biography, replacing much hearsay and apocrypha with details and facts O H conveyed with the skepticism of a journalist and the passion of a fan. . . . the defi nitive M THE INSIDE STORY OF PINK FLOYD read on Pink Floyd.” —POPMATTERS E F O “Impeccable . . . The most complete, insightful, and current account of Pink Floyd to I date, Comfortably Numb is nearly as essential as the music itself.” N R “CHANCES ARE YOU PROBABLY WON’T SEE ANOTHER PINK FLOYD BOOK ON — AUSTIN CHRONICLE T THE SHELVES ANYTIME SOON BECAUSE THIS ONE GETS IT RIGHT.”—KIRKUS S A I B COMFORTABLY NUMB is simply the defi nitive, fi nal word on one of the D L most beloved—and enigmatic—rock bands of all time, the band that traveled to Y The Dark Side of the Moon and built The Wall: the legendary Pink Floyd. E Journalist Mark Blake draws on his own interviews with band members and N the group’s friends, road crew, musical contemporaries, former housemates, and S U university colleagues, to follow Pink Floyd all the way from swinging London’s T M psychedelic nights to the stadium-rock and concept-album zenith of the ’70s and through to the acrimonious schisms of the late ’80s and ’90s. Along the way there O B are fascinating new revelations about founder Syd Barrett’s LSD–soaked ménage at the time of Piper at the Gates of Dawn, the band’s painstaking and Byzantine recording R sessions at Abbey Road studios, and the fractious negotiations that brought about Y their mesmerizing reunion in Hyde Park at the Live8 concert in 2005. Comfortably Numb also tells the real story behind Barrett’s mental illness and O his subsequent years in seclusion, explains how his shadow haunted the band for years, and reveals the details surrounding his death in 2006. Perhaps most notably, F Blake paints the most vivid portraits of Pink Floyd’s individual members—and their M contributions to the group’s sound—to date. What emerges is a compelling, epic, D and surprisingly moving saga of schoolyard friends who would accompany each P D A other to the furthest edges of fame, fortune, and sanity, only to, in the end, implode I L N I M in a maelstrom of ill will and fractured communications. 9 As meticulous, exacting, and ambitious as any Pink Floyd album, Comfortably K M 8 5 Nroucmk bb ains dtsh.e best account yet of this most adventurous, and most English, of A 691 9 F R /2 9 L K /0 WITH 16 PAGES OF PHOTOGRAPHS 8 O C B Y MARK BLAKE is a former Assistant Editor of Q magazine, and a longtime L A N contributor to its sister title, Mojo. He lives in London with his wife and son, and Y A M can be found on the Web at www.markrblake.com. D K A G E Y E L $15.00 MUSIC O B Da Capo Press L K A Member of the Perseus Books Group Cover photograph by Brian Barnes, www.dacapopress.com www.batterseapowerstation.org.uk COMFORTABLY NUMB THE INSIDE STORY OF PINK FLOYD COMFORTABLY NUMB THE INSIDE STORY OF PINK FLOYD MARK BLAKE DA CAPO PRESS A MEMBER OF THE PERSEUS BOOKS GROUP Copyright © 2008 by Mark Blake All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher. Printed in the United States of America. For information, address Da Capo Press, 11 Cambridge Center, Cambridge, MA 02142. Designed in Spectrum and Gill Sans by Rich Car Typeset by SX Composing DTP, Rayleigh, Essex First Da Capo Press paperback edition 2008 First U.S. edition by Thunder’s Mouth Press 2008 Reprinted by arrangement with Aurum Press Limited. 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For more information, please contact the Special Markets Department at the Perseus Books Group, 2300 Chestnut Street, Suite 200, Philadelphia, PA 19103, or call (800) 810-4145, ext. 5000, or e-mail [email protected]. 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 CONTENTS OONNEE PPIIGGSS HHAAVVEE FFLLOOWWNN 1 TTWWOO TTHHEE EENNDDLLEESSSS SSUUMMMMEERR 10 TTHHRREEEE AA SSTTRRAANNGGEE HHOOBBBBYY 52 FFOOUURR WWAAKKIINNGG TTHHEE GGRRAAPPEEVVIINNEE 103 FFIIVVEE TTHHEE SSPPAACCEESS BBEETTWWEEEENN FFRRIIEENNDDSS 139 SSIIXX NNEEWW CCAARR,, CCAAVVIIAARR 174 SSEEVVEENN RRIIDDIINNGG TTHHEE GGRRAAVVYY TTRRAAIINN 210 EEIIGGHHTT WWHHYY AARREE YYOOUU RRUUNNNNIINNGG AAWWAAYY?? 255 NNIINNEE IINNCCUURRAABBLLEE TTYYRRAANNTTSS AANNDD KKIINNGGSS 293 TTEENN TTHHEE GGRRAASSSS WWAASS GGRREEEENNEERR 340 EELLEEVVEENN HHEERROOEESS FFOORR GGHHOOSSTTSS 385 AACCKKNNOOWWLLEEDDGGEEMMEENNTTSS 402 SSEELLEECCTT BBIIBBLLIIOOGGRRAAPPHHYY 404 IINNDDEEXX 408 CHAPTER ONE PIGS HAVE FLOWN ‘It would be fantastic if we could do it for something like another Live Aid.But maybe I’m just being terribly sentimental – you know what us old drummers are like.’ Nick Mason ‘I really do hope we can do something again.’ Richard Wright ‘I don’t think we’d get through the first half an hour of rehearsals.If I’m going to be on stage playing music with people,I want it to be with people that I love.’ Roger Waters ‘I think Roger Waters has my phone number.But I’ve no interest in discussing anything with him.’ David Gilmour 2 CCOOMMFFOORRTTAABBLLYY NNUUMMBB J ust when it seems as if rock music has long lost its power to offend, Pink Floyd’s reunion has thrown the establishment into a panic. It is 2 July 2005, and the band are due to perform at the Live 8 charity concert in London’s Hyde Park, but the event has already over-run by nearly an hour. In the words of the 1960s counter-culture from which Pink Floyd emerged, ‘The Man’ is not happy. Except ‘The Man’ is now Tessa Jowell, Secretary of State for Culture, Media and Sport. Word filters back to the media that she has called an emergency meeting backstage and is threatening to end the show early, fearful that a crowd of 200,000 people spilling into the capital’s streets in the small hours will constitute an act of public disorder. The last time David Gilmour, Richard Wright, Nick Mason and Roger Waters fell even remotely foul of a politician was some twenty-five years earlier. Then, Pink Floyd’s hit single, ‘Another Brick in the Wall Part 2’, featured a choir of London inner city schoolchildren shouting a chorus of ‘We don’t need no education’, much to the disgust of the then Prime Minister, Margaret Thatcher. In 2005, though, the political landscape has undergone a seismic shift. Live 8 has been staged to raise awareness about Third World deprivation and to urge world leaders, convening for the following week’s G8 Summit, to tackle the issue of poverty. However, one of those very same leaders, Prime Minister Tony Blair, has just let slip that, regardless of the band’s political motivation, he is looking forward to watching Pink Floyd’s performance at Live 8. Blair is a rock fan, a sometime guitar player and, briefly, the lead singer in a band while at university. When press articles about the PM’s rock ’n’ roll years appear, they’re predictably accompanied by a photo of the youthful Blair in 1972, beaming behind ripples of unkempt long hair. If it wasn’t for the grin, he could even pass for a member of Pink Floyd, or, at worst, a member of their road crew, perhaps one ‘let go’ for being too cheerful by half and getting under Roger Waters’ feet. Who knows whether the Floyd-loving Prime Minister lent his voice to the argument? But, after the emergency meeting, which involved the Metropolitan Police and the Royal Parks Agency, Tessa Jowell allows the show to continue. There is even talk of blankets being distributed to those audience members wishing to spend the night in the park. News of the near-cancellation will only make it back to the viewing public in the PPIIGGSS HHAAVVEE FFLLOOWWNN 3 following day’s newspapers. But to anyone even dimly aware of the shared history between Pink Floyd’s members, the real miracle is that they have agreed to be here in the first place. Live 8 has been a day filled with glowing and not-so-glowing per- formances, alongside the usual car-crash moments that occur when pop stars get anywhere near a worthy cause. Organiser Sir Bob Geldof has rounded up the heads of pop’s royal family, using the same persuasive tactics deployed when staging Live Aid in 1985: namely, the implied suggestion that any band that refuses will dent their credibility for ever. U2, Madonna, Sir Elton John, Sir Paul McCartney and numerous younger, unknighted rock stars have agreed to give their services for free. The bill is random, newcomers following old hands, but, as the day wears on, a pecking order of sorts emerges. Around the world, nine further concerts are taking place in cities such as Rome, Berlin and Philadelphia. For many gathered at these events, though, it is a single performance, taking place tonight in London, that generates the greatest anticipation. As Geldof grudgingly admits, ‘In the US, why this band, with such a painful history of disorder, have agreed to do this, is a far bigger story than Live 8 itself.’ On the day that Pink Floyd’s appearance is announced, whispers circulate of a promoter guaranteeing $250 million for the four to tour. Pink Floyd’s recording career began in 1967. They have since sold over 30 million copies of their 1973 album, Dark Side of the Moon, alone. Yet their public falling-out has sometimes threatened to overwhelm their artistic achievements. It has been more than twenty-four years since the four members shared a stage. In the meantime, Gilmour, Wright and Mason have forged ahead with the Floyd name, releasing albums and staging tours, while Roger Waters, previously the group’s bass guitarist, but also their most prolific songwriter and acknowledged ideas man, has raged from the sidelines, once declaring that his former colleagues ‘took my child and sold her into prostitution, and I’ll never forgive them forthat’. Forgiveness may not be on the agenda, but today, the four have struck a truce, of sorts. Pink Floyd haven’t made an album since 1994, and, under normal circumstances, coaxing what guitarist David Gilmour describes as ‘this great lumbering behemoth to rouse itself out of its
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