It does have the ugliest Pink Floyd album cover though. Roger designed that too.
It was a record recorded as a band disintegrated, Roger’s single handed vision, Gilmour’s inertia and Mason not knowing or caring about much while poor old Rick had been fired. If the Wall at times felt like Roger wineing The Final Cut feels like him screaming into the storm. Raging against injustice, politicians and war all in a glorious mess that at times teeters on the edge of being too over the top.
When it came out I hated it. Too much Roger, too little Dave. Self indulgent crap beyond the navel gazing of The Wall. It is relentless in it’s finger pointing and anger. It really is too much Roger and that really is it’s strength at the end of the day. Roger sings, whispers and screams at times during the same song and it works.
At the end of the day it is Roger all the way on this one. Essentially trampling on years of his own work to realize his own vision and what a bleak vision it is. The survivors of the band became his backing band for the album. The subtitle to the album is:
“A requiem for the post war dream by Roger Waters, performed by Pink Floyd” and at the end of the day that says it all.
There was of course a movie which can now be found on Youtube here:
Two Suns In The Sunset is the lost classic on the album with it’s final verse:
And as the windshield melts
My tears evaporate
Leaving only charcoal to defend.
Finally I understand the feelings of the few.
Ashes and diamonds
Foe and friend
We were all equal in the end.
So finally it is an album I am drawn to. On the right night it can be illuminating, terrifying and cathartic. It is rawer that The Wall and at the same time more human and it really does create a snapshot of the Thatcher years as seen through the eyes of a privileged self absorbed rock star determined it seems to destroy his band. It’s a bit like watching Let It Be.
Do I like it though, well yes just not every day.