[--------------------------------------------------------------------------] ooooo ooooo .oooooo. oooooooooooo HOE E'ZINE RELEASE #523 `888' `888' d8P' `Y8b `888' `8 888 888 888 888 888 "Memories with Pink-Floyd" 888ooooo888 888 888 888oooo8 888 888 888 888 888 " by Ashtray Heart 888 888 `88b d88' 888 o 3/21/99 o888o o888o `Y8bood8P' o888ooooood8 [--------------------------------------------------------------------------] One thing that amuses me is pondering the sheer number of kooks who attach themselves to the rock band "Pink Floyd". Let me tell you about some I've seen. * Rob "Space Ace" Hulsart. As best I can tell, his angle is that Pink Floyd, and Dark Side of the Moon, are conected to the "face on Mars", and that the Floyd are harbingers of extraterrestrial intelligence. * "Fat Chants". This strange soul believes that not only was Pink Floyd's tireless drug advocacy so suppressed by "The Man" that they had to resort to oblique symbolism, but that the Floyd were rock and roll's standard bearers of the Crowleyan occult movement. His primary source for this is the lyric "Green fields, a cold rain is falling in a golden dawn", from a very nice, bucolic, and utterly obscure Pink Floyd song, "A Pillow Of Winds", from their _Meddle_ album. "Golden Dawn" happens to be the name of an occult tradition, FYI. * Stan. He runs the self-proclaimed "MOST IMPORTANT MUSIC SITE ON THE NET!" (caps his). What he's trying to say is sort of nebulous, but he apparently believes there is a giant conspiracy, hinted at by almost every rock and roll band in existence, to replace all TRUE fans of the progressive rock band "Camel" with mind-controlled alien clones. In this vision, obscure US prog group Happy the Man are linked to pornographers are linked to Brave Combo are linked to "Weird Al" Yankovic are linked to Pink Floyd, via of course the synch between Dark Side of the Moon and the Wizard of Oz. Which brings us to... * Andrew Wendland, "the Synch Master". This Australian chap believes that the ultimate truth about reality is revealed by listening to Pink Floyd albums while watching movies apparently chosen at random, and he will scorn as a heretic anybody who tries to convince him otherwise. * Denise Sharpe. The queen of all kooks, and the only one here to inspire an entire "FAQ" -- actually in this case FUQ, but you get the drift. She believes that the last, decidedly humdrum, Pink Floyd album, "The Division Bell", was part of a series of personal messages from Pink Floyd guitar player Dave Gilmour, who is either madly in love with her or out to make her life hell, depending on which day you catch her on. She also believes Gilmour has communicated with her through a number of other means, including the TV show "The Simpsons" and, most notably, by inserting green hats in selected boxes of "Lucky Charms" cereal. What else has Gilmour told her? Mostly that prog-rock drummer Carl Palmer, of the recently defunct (finally!) band Emerson, Lake, and Palmer, is gay, and is involved in a relationship with Sting. Why Sting? As far as I can ascertain, because Sting's wife is "ugly". Denise is one of many to have latched onto a very bizarre and disturbing series of conspiracies known collectively as the "Publius Enigma". The source of this "Enigma" has never been revealed, but the best guess thus far is that it was started by a member of Pink Floyd or someone close to them as a joke -- a joke that has long since been abandoned. Basically, an anonymous poster using anon.penet.fi started hinting at hidden profound meanings to the band's last album, "The Division Bell", shortly after its release in 1994. Floyd fans, sick of the lyrical vapidity that had been the Floyd's trademark since lyricist & bassist Roger Waters departed in 1983, eagerly grabbed on to the chance that the album's lyrics might not actually be as colossally STUPID as they seemed. When the predictions of "Publius", the anon poster, were validated during Floyd's stage show, interest in the Enigma rose to record levels. But nothing more came of it. Publius trailed off into silence, and eventually the server he used was shut down by the Scientologists. Imposters, none credible, popped up to fill the void. Gradually, the sane fans lost interest. That still left quite a few fans, however. Aside from the aforementioned Denise, a few kooks popped up with a uniquely religious take on the Enigma. Voluminous bible quotations in toe, Norm (his last name eludes me for the moment) put forth the theory that the Enigma was closely related to the coming apocalypse, and the prize none other than the kingdom of heaven. Witih his Fundamentalist Christian take on things, he went over with a bang in the generally blasphemous Floyd newsgroup. Compared to others, though, Norm appeared a paragon of sanity. Not so Sandra "Sandy" Benson. With the help of a few others, she perpetrated a massive fraud on credulous Enigma followers stunning in its audaciousness and, for a time, its successfulness. Sandy set herself up as an alternative to the loudmouthed, irreverent, and aggressively casual fans on the Floyd newsgroup (motto: "They're just a fucking rock and roll band."). Sandy offered an ordered and polite vision of Floyd fandom -- one that respected new possibilities instead of skeptically mocking them, and one that, most tellingly, conformed nicely to the Puritan ideal. Those tired of being made fun of for their interests could repair to her strictly regulated outpost, where, if you gave sufficient adulation and awe to Sandy, you would be welcomed as one of the True Believers. Her message? Gilmour had become a devoted Christian, and was working on a new album and tour that minute! All lies, of course -- but like the Enigma, she was saying what the fans wanted to hear. However, she couldn't -- and didn't have the sense to -- vanish at the height of her popularity, unlike Publius. She also couldn't back up her claims. Eventually, Sandy began making more and more outlandish claims -- and demands. When pressed, she offered only the flimsiest evidence to support her claims, and even that evidence was faked. Badly. She started claiming that Gilmour regularly flew across the Atlantic in his single-engine plane to visit her. She provided a signature -- forged -- and a soundfile of a new "Pink Floyd" song recorded by someone who couldn't even tune a fucking guitar. With claims that ridiculous, it was only a matter of time before her fall. So what is it that draws so many freaks, motherfuckers, and undifferentiated lunatics to Pink Floyd? Part of it is the music. Any band of that stature -- the Beatles, Led Zeppelin -- is bound to draw its share of kooks. Hell, the Bech Boys attracted Charles Manson. Music is a window to the soul, something that touches us where nothing else can, and it is easy for the lost and forlorn of this world to interpret it as something more. Part of it is the subject matter -- Pink Floyd have always been closely aligned with madness. So, then, it is not difficult to see how the cracked might see an affinity with their music. Part of it will simply remain a mystery -- unquantifiable, never meant to be touched by human minds. So it must be, so it shall be. Pass me my toothbrush. 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