As a musician, I can only imagine what it must be like to toil and sweat to create an album; a small piece of myself, only to one day hear it played with such grandeur by a full sized orchestra to an audience of thousands. How surreal and life-affirming that must be.
I am cry so hard echoes are going through my house, One of these days I may hear something this wonderful again, maybe not. I would pay so much money to see this live. I wish I was there to hear this and I wish there was enough Time for me to listen to this for a thousand years.
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
It isn't. He's a guitarist named Peter Weihe. And I agree with your implicit praise of him. Gilmour's style and sound are unique - how many PF covers suffer because the lead guitarist (no matter how technically competent they are) cannot replicate the Gilmour magic?
Roger Waters should be using this fella on tour, not the butchering efforts of Snowy White or Andy Fairweather-Low...
It's sad, i don't know, in the solo make me want to cry, the guitar, when she scream i get some sad and proud i don't know whats it's the name of the feeling, i think it's call "Pink Floyd".
