I'm numb or as they say in that Pink Floyd song...comfortably numb.
There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move, but I can't hear what you say When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb
What has always impressed me about this particular song is the way the specific situation it was describing-- the despair and depression an inordinately successful musician can sink into when he/she/the band gets forced by their label or promoters into relentless, grueling tours that their fans expect to be phenomenal-- is equally applicable to so many other real-life destructive stresses.
But yet... there's that stunning guitar riff at the very end, where 'Pink'-- numb or not-- manages to pour all of that pain into the music, making it rise to art in a majestic, transcendent fashion.
A slightly older song of theirs was 'Welcome To The Machine' on the same subject, and there are others.
This is a DVD you might wish to check out, or perhaps it can be downloaded or streamed. Highly recommended, not just a concert film.
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There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you say
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
What has always impressed me about this particular song is the way the specific situation it was describing-- the despair and depression an inordinately successful musician can sink into when he/she/the band gets forced by their label or promoters into relentless, grueling tours that their fans expect to be phenomenal-- is equally applicable to so many other real-life destructive stresses.
But yet... there's that stunning guitar riff at the very end, where 'Pink'-- numb or not-- manages to pour all of that pain into the music, making it rise to art in a majestic, transcendent fashion.
A slightly older song of theirs was 'Welcome To The Machine' on the same subject, and there are others.
This is a DVD you might wish to check out, or perhaps it can be downloaded or streamed. Highly recommended, not just a concert film.
https://www.amazon.com/Roger-Waters-Wall/dp/B015RD397K/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=roger+waters+the+wall+dvd&qid=1610519112&sr=8-1