And I too found myself with long hair and bell-bottom pants.

A spotted cow looks me in the eye from the wall.

"Meddle" by Pink Floyd is the soundtrack of my days, I listen very carefully. We are in the very early '70s, music is a serious thing.

The doorbell rings, it's some German guys, dressed oddly, they tell me they come from the future, from 1997. They're musicians, they have their own record "Light Seems Dark".

I play it on my turntable, it sounds a lot like Pink Floyd that I was listening to just before, it sounds like many other records I've listened to these days.

Long stretched tracks, dreamy atmospheres still infused with psychedelia, lots of keyboards, little guitar, sweet singing. As they call it in the newspapers, I think progressive. Yes, it's called progressive, another term that in a couple of years will disappear.

I'm confused, so this will be the music of the future?

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