If someone asks me what my favorite Pink Floyd song is, my first answer is usually Have A Cigar. Being a musician and dealing with so much of the bullsh*t that the song talks about, it really speaks to me on a very deep level.

I second that. Well said.

Also, for some ungodly reason, I decided to watch The Flaming Lips perform Dark Side Of The Moon at Hang Out Festival the other day on the Palladia music channel. If you're ever scrolling through your TV guide and you see it on, do yourself a favor and do not, under any circumstance, put it on. It was the aural equivalent of being punched repeatedly in the testicles by a spiked, lead wrecking ball with a core made of solid, pure, concentrated hate. It was so atrocious it was actually personally offensive, and I will never, ever forgive myself for watching it. Consider this a warning and a public service announcement.