You know, despite the Guiness Book of records stuff, it's a pretty fucken good record all bases covered. The first few tracks are total minimal musique concrete, and the whole sorta stoned Neil-Young plod-plod-plod groove is very nice to kick back to, and always pleasant on the ears. I useta cringe at this album in the 80s, maybe coz my older bro' played it religiously in the 70s! Stoner mates at high-school would have rituals of listening to this alb, and I would cringe and feel a total outsider wanting to plonk of the latest Nick Cave drone or Died Pretty blare...but 20 odd years later, and this alb feels so REET. Shit, I'm turning into an old fart as I type...!
But another interesting thing about DSOm, or even Floyd as a whole is how much they lack a sexual centre in their sound/shtick. It's all 'head' music, but as an old fart, I couldn't think of a better album to 'fuck', or at least seduce someone to.
SO yeah IMHO, it's still a hard album to beat as (one of the best) ever, simpy coz it play nice as a WHOLE ALBUM per-se, and of course it's massive commerical appeal...
But another interesting thing about DSOm, or even Floyd as a whole is how much they lack a sexual centre in their sound/shtick. It's all 'head' music, but as an old fart, I couldn't think of a better album to 'fuck', or at least seduce someone to.
SO yeah IMHO, it's still a hard album to beat as (one of the best) ever, simpy coz it play nice as a WHOLE ALBUM per-se, and of course it's massive commerical appeal...