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Uninitiated by external impulses, assuming a state of utter joblessness in a reckless waste of time, to express my labyrinthine psyche.

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Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Echoes...

Gilmour on leads and vocals, Roger Water on bass and vocals, Mason on drums, Wright on keys. Echoes 23:28 minutes.

Echoes and I share a relation, grotesque and incomprehensible to lesser being. This epic, with a maritime theme, is a song that can capture your mood. It transports to the state of echoism marked by oblivion, serenity giving a supraliminal experience.
It is tragic that I was introduced to echoes after almost 2 years of indulgence in Floyd. But it could not have been done better on one of those typical ODs of green grass. Have known this song for over a year and a half now and it still percolates through my senses the way it did on the first rendezvous.
I look down at the rest of world with dissent and arrogance as no can experience “the echo trip” like I do.

2 Comments:

Blogger VIBGYOR said...

i suppose everyone has their own version of "the echo trip" for which they cud look down upon the rest of the world with arrogance n whatever ....its universal...not unique...except dat its not echoes for everyone.... :)

10:49 AM  
Blogger P said...

somehow everytime i listen to it im reminded of that ancient mariner poem we studied in school.

btw back to killing time huh? (which translates into blogging for us lesser mortals)

10:16 AM  

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