Pink Floyd
Pulse

THE REVIEW

In '95, the last official concert of one of those musical groups destined to endure in history was released. They may or may not be liked, they may be annoying, they may be considered among the most overrated musicians in history, but the fact remains that these lads have contributed something to music starting from 1967, a story that began with the "Crazy Diamond" Barrett, continued with the egocentric Waters, and ended with THE guitarist Gilmour. 28 years of career and not showing it, always staying one step ahead of everyone, perhaps too far ahead for their time.

"Pulse" is nothing more than a summary at the end of a book that represents a chapter in the history of modern music, a chapter that began with that damned generation made of dreams and illusions and ended among lawyers and lawsuits. After all, the Floyd were also this: destructive and self-destructive. And while the bells of "High Hopes" announce that we have reached the end of the book, there are people who still look for some notes by the authors written in small print on the last page with ellipses that let them imagine a sequel that will never be written.

If you are looking for something more frivolous, turn to the Rolling Stones and Dream Theater; if you want something elevated to the mythological for the masses, turn to the Beatles. If, however, you are looking for something beyond... you've come to the right place. The best review for this group is the one each person makes for themselves when listening, be it positive or negative.

Class cannot be reviewed and exported to others; class is destined to spark discussion because not everyone is able to grasp it, and this group continues to spark discussion for over 40 years.

Style is not for the masses, and this Live is not for everyone.