When I was in high school, my favorite band was Pink Floyd. Why? Teen angst + heavy classic-rock exposure + an interest in languid guitar solos, I guess. When I hit college, I kicked the habit hard. I sold all my Floyd to used-CD shacks on South Street. The t-shirts conveniently disappeared.

I still can’t bring myself to own any Pink Floyd, but lately I find myself thinking fondly about their music. The catalyst for this is twofold. First, there was their surprisingly vital Live8 performance. Then, there is YouTube, which of course contains a dizzying amount of Floyd ephemera. It is thanks to YouTube that I am constantly reminded of something very, very important.
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