A month after Syd’s death
A poem I posted on January 08, 2005 while I was listening to the albums The Madcap Laughs, Opel and Barrett, when I was in my dark-sided days, when I was half the way down, Soaring with Syd Barrett came to mind today. Then I remembered, yeah, it is exactly a month since his death.
It’s a habit of me to bring out old records to soothe my agony, as I remember those days when I used to light up some doobey and lock myself in my room. It used to feel like I could stay there in my room for all eternity, but then again after the kick wares out, I realize that it’s only been a day or two. Anyway, that remote feeling of peace, happiness and tranquility (although temporary), without minding and laughing at the mess of my room, my mind flying into deep unknowns, floating with music, laughing more, write, write, paint draw and write some more then laugh at it all… somewhat causes different trips depending on mood… oh, well, but I was not into other trips than that. Ok, sometimes eating too much like there is no tomorrow.. heh!

They said those who were hooked with Pink Floyd was once hooked with doobey too. That’s judgmental. But hey, do I know anyone who wasn’t? But unlike LSD, or acid, that was a once-legal pharmaceutical, it causes euphoria, flights of almost tangible fancy, hallucinations, and on the downside, somewhat depressing and harrowing trips. And according to Of Syd Barrett, Psychedelia and Psilocybin, “…By 1966, the drug had been criminalized as it was by then the party favor of choice for hippy kids and swingers of all stripes, including Barrett. Barrett became an acid casualty. A man so consumed by the inward journey the drugs led him on that he soon became unable to function in his role as bandleader and songwriter for Pink Floyd…”
The article was fairly well written, but in protest to just these particular statement about Syd, I found the interview of Syd’s sister, Rosemary, in her first interview for 30 years.
The ‘crazy diamond’ founder of Pink Floyd was no acid casualty or recluse. He loved art and DIY, his sister Rosemary tells his biographer Tim Willis… [read the rest of the article]
Another interview that I recall reading years back was with Ian Barrett, the 22 year old nephew of ‘Syd’ (well that was in 2000). It was reproduced on the Dolly Rocker web site.

Art of Syd Barrett. And I’m pretty sure there is more artwork that he has done which is currently hidden from the public. And I am definite that someday, even his art will be well known.
Surfing I found links photos, and even vids of him, and Pink Floyd (none for live performance tho) Here is Spirits of a Generation - a show about Nick Drake and Pink Floyd Documentary.
Photos of him are of course, part of information and a fan’s collection. But I still think that taking stolen shots of a person preferring to live in anonymity is still a violation upon a person. I found collected photos of him in recent years here, with a mix of stolen shots and news articles, even photos of his house: [neptune pink floyd gallery]
A question tho, also found in neptune’s site, at first glance, I thought they didn’t mention who she was in this Mick Rock Garden Session… but she definitely looked Asian to me…

… But then, I saw a photo note that it was either Mick Rock’s girlfriend or wife. hmm… And I almost thought it’s another unpopular Lennon-Ono pair. Ok, I’m not on dope here… heh!
My cd just coincidently currently plays the outtakes, bonus tracks from Madcap Laughs, that’s why… Yes I’m thiiii-iiii-iiin-king of this yes I am… hold you tiii-iiiiight you’re so close yes you are please hold on to the steel rail… he isn’t love on sunday’s mail… Did I wiiii-iiii-iiiinking of this I am, yum yummy yam dope yummy yhum yam yum hah! love that voice and humor!
But his shift from humor and wit, to deep lyrics, sincere, dark and melancholic adding the melodies of his guitar, creates a hero in disguise. Words to hang on to who seemed to understand what you’re going through and takes you to a ride to flee from it all, and remain in wanderment. In a way, Syd and his music was a friend, a guardian who helped me hang on, trip, cry and laugh out your madness and miseries away. This will never reach him, but THANK YOU SYD! You will always be remembered… and you shall continue to shine on, you crazy diamond!
If Nick Drake’s sister, Gabrielle said “I personally prefer to think Nick committed suicide, in the sense that I’d rather he died because he wanted to end it than it to be the result of a tragic mistake. That would seem to me to be terrible: for it to be a plea for help that nobody hears.”
So too do I think that for Syd Barrett.
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more links:
The Syd Barrett Archives
Pink Floyd Official Site
BBC News: Syd Barrett dies age 60
Collected links: Look At This
related site:
official site for Nick Drake





















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