Such complicated feelings for Pink Floyd these days. It’s like, every time they come up on random, I flash back to the scene in 24 Hour Party People where this guy watches an early Sex Pistols show in a community hall, then goes back to his flat and tears the Pink Floyd poster off the wall. My head space is constantly around where that guy’s head space was like a few days before he ripped that poster off the wall.
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