From the 2011 documentary “Punk Floyd, Laying the Bricks”:
“Like, I remember "The Bricks" concert, man. It was back in '79 when the band Punk Floyd released what everyone thought was their grooviest album yet. Lloyd Pinkerton, the lead singer, was the mastermind behind it all. He was feeling disillusioned with his life and the audience and poured all of that into the music. He was going on about some incident with an audience member, I dunno. Said it was kind o’ what sparked the idea for “The Bricks”. He claimed it wasn't autobiographical, but I'm pretty sure he was putting a lot of himself in there.
I was working as a stagehand for the band at the time after me and my best bud separated from the gang. Looking back, I kinda wish I was still being chased by mask-wearing crazies instead of dealing with the nightmare that was the production of "The Bricks." Lloyd was something else, man. He had these crazy demands and wanted to control every little thing about the show. It was all about him and his vision. The rest of us were just along for the ride.
The album was like a concert rock opera about a made-up rockstar named "Aqua" and his whole life story, including his issues and isolation. It was heavy, man. During one of the big numbers in the second act, Pinkerton just couldn't go on. He was either exhausted from the whole process or the album and its story were getting to him. I don't know, man. Derrick McQuicklie had to cover for him on stage. The doctor had to give him some pills to get him back up and running. Well, whatever it was it was some strong stuff, man.
When Pinkerton came out for the "Face-To-Face" number, he was like a…like a wild mustang of hate, man. Trampling on everyone and everything with, like, just his words. He was dressed up in his uniform, and he was just spitting out his lines and singing with so much rage that even his bandmates were like, "whoa, dude, what's going on?" It was insane, man. The drugs must have really messed him up good. I don't even want to know what he was seeing.
And the crowd? They were eating it up, man. Cheering and screaming for more. Pinkerton knew how to put on a show, whether he realized it or not. It kills me to admit it, but the dude was right all along.”
(Norman “Scruffs” Richards, 2011)
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“Like, I remember "The Bricks" concert, man. It was back in '79 when the band Punk Floyd released what everyone thought was their grooviest album yet. Lloyd Pinkerton, the lead singer, was the mastermind behind it all. He was feeling disillusioned with his life and the audience and poured all of that into the music. He was going on about some incident with an audience member, I dunno. Said it was kind o’ what sparked the idea for “The Bricks”. He claimed it wasn't autobiographical, but I'm pretty sure he was putting a lot of himself in there.
I was working as a stagehand for the band at the time after me and my best bud separated from the gang. Looking back, I kinda wish I was still being chased by mask-wearing crazies instead of dealing with the nightmare that was the production of "The Bricks." Lloyd was something else, man. He had these crazy demands and wanted to control every little thing about the show. It was all about him and his vision. The rest of us were just along for the ride.
The album was like a concert rock opera about a made-up rockstar named "Aqua" and his whole life story, including his issues and isolation. It was heavy, man. During one of the big numbers in the second act, Pinkerton just couldn't go on. He was either exhausted from the whole process or the album and its story were getting to him. I don't know, man. Derrick McQuicklie had to cover for him on stage. The doctor had to give him some pills to get him back up and running. Well, whatever it was it was some strong stuff, man.
When Pinkerton came out for the "Face-To-Face" number, he was like a…like a wild mustang of hate, man. Trampling on everyone and everything with, like, just his words. He was dressed up in his uniform, and he was just spitting out his lines and singing with so much rage that even his bandmates were like, "whoa, dude, what's going on?" It was insane, man. The drugs must have really messed him up good. I don't even want to know what he was seeing.
And the crowd? They were eating it up, man. Cheering and screaming for more. Pinkerton knew how to put on a show, whether he realized it or not. It kills me to admit it, but the dude was right all along.”
(Norman “Scruffs” Richards, 2011)
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What shall we use to fill the empty spaces
Where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across the sea of faces
In search of more and more applause?
Shall we buy a new guitar?
Shall we drive a more powerful car?
Shall we work straight through the night?
Shall we get into fights?
Leave the lights on?
Drop bombs?
Do tours of the east?
Contract diseases?
Bury bones?
Break up homes?
Send flowers by phone?
Take to drink?
Go to shrinks?
Give up meat?
Rarely sleep?
Keep people as pets?
Train dogs?
Race rats?
Fill the attic with cash?
Bury treasure?
Store up leisure?
But never relax at all
With our backs to the wall.
"what shall we do now (empty spaces)" from the movie 'the wall'
music - pink floyd
lyrics - roger waters
Where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across the sea of faces
In search of more and more applause?
Shall we buy a new guitar?
Shall we drive a more powerful car?
Shall we work straight through the night?
Shall we get into fights?
Leave the lights on?
Drop bombs?
Do tours of the east?
Contract diseases?
Bury bones?
Break up homes?
Send flowers by phone?
Take to drink?
Go to shrinks?
Give up meat?
Rarely sleep?
Keep people as pets?
Train dogs?
Race rats?
Fill the attic with cash?
Bury treasure?
Store up leisure?
But never relax at all
With our backs to the wall.
"what shall we do now (empty spaces)" from the movie 'the wall'
music - pink floyd
lyrics - roger waters
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