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Anyway, good job BIG D, I really liked the review!!

Things went like this: Syd was naturally inclined to the excessive use of LSD, but apparently it was two rather bizarre characters that made him completely lose his mind: they were called Mad John and Mad Sue, and they were a married couple living in Syd's neighborhood. What did these little people do? Unknown to Syd himself, whenever he went to visit them at their home (which then became a refuge for Syd when he needed to "ease off" the tension with everyone... it is said that every morning Sue and John would dissolve two or more sugar cubes soaked in acid in Syd's coffee. This absurd delirium lasted about four months during which our poor Syd was completely "fucked" mentally!
It's incredible if you think about it for a moment... Syd was going on acid every day without knowing it!! It's to say the least unsettling!! So he had no awareness of what state he was in... crazy!! Being on acid and thinking you are completely aware that you can't be!!
Can you believe it?!? It gives me chills to be honest, damn!! This is how Syd's brilliant mind gradually sank into total madness... I just wanted to clarify that, that's all.

A historic turning point for our David, Low is a more introspective and retrospective album compared to HEROES, but it will certainly always dignifiedly belong to those wonderful Berlin years... Silvyan82 is right: the review is too poetic and rendered useless by two huge mistakes: which we already know.

The most vivid memory I have of this song is when it was danced to at the Shelter... God, what times... Peter Murphy's screams towards the end were the most gothic chills I've ever experienced...

very original the review, well done philosopho!! as for the album: truly historic, a real gem of the dark!! Although I prefer MASK because of its total madness.

The song is very beautiful anyway, despite listening to completely different genres.

what the fuck kind of review is this???

Very beautiful review, it fully engaged me in the mere sense of its conceptual exposition!! After paying my respects, the album is shamelessly intriguing!!
My legal perspective on this album (specifically directed at the title track) should almost be considered an emotional "pull" that gives me vertigo every time I delight in listening to it... It's a beautiful song, not only for the lyrics (which are masterfully crafted!!) but also for the "yielding" sound cadence of the piece.
A crystal-clear awareness from Jarvis in playing such a decadent and dandy role that certainly brings to mind the glorious years of the White Duke, when he was adored for his performances in... what do I know... All the Madmen or Station to Station... A song steeped in theatricality, just look at the video, which personally is renowned as: the best video I've ever seen after Ashes to Ashes by Bowie...
The structural elegance of the piece focuses on the gradual virtual descent into the deepest abysses of our shattered dreams and our agonizing revelations when we wake from a beautiful dream...
That moment is a pure form of torture as far as I'm concerned, the incompleteness that the aforementioned awakening leaves you feeling after a splendid dreamlike scenario... every time, however, they are unique and unrepeatable, hence my surrender.
Towards the end of the song, I get chills when Cocker sings: "This,...is the End of the Line...I've seen the Storyline..." a moment of immense artistic expression from an eccentric character, too often underestimated.

One thing is certain: this album represents the highest peak of an entire musical generation!! That dark/gothic one that made the whole world dance, fall in love, and be ecstatic in the '80s... the fabulous '80s... First and Last and Always is universally recognized as the true masterpiece of Mr. Eldritch... it's true that Floodland followed, which really pulls you into a perhaps clearer context of the entire gothic landscape, but the heights reached with First are truly difficult to attain!! First is not just a dark album, it is not exclusively a combination of black and sad music, but an evolution of thought, a sort of very theatrical representation of a melancholic and disturbed state of mind, yet wanting redemption (see, NO TIME TO CRY!) and reintegration into everyday life, into the tolerances of daily existence! A limit, personally reached with the mystical deviance of Black Planet, is one of orgasmic existential realization with Amphetamin Logic... A true slap in the face of reality... A Milestone...

But I ask you: can you be more idiotic?!? What the hell!! I mean, this idiot even has the nerve to claim that Pink Floyd are crap? For crying out loud, even kids know that 70% of today’s bands are influenced by the great Floyds and this fool spits in the plate where he eats?? LOBOTOMIZE what little brain you have left, you dickhead!! And next time, think twice before saying such nonsense!!! THE PINK FLOYD will never die, damn it!!!