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Pink Floyd at Earls Court, 1973

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What a weekend! Arrive in Lewisham early Friday night, stand next to the cast of ‘Magpie’ in the local, The Three Tuns. Back to our digs for the night.
I’d met Mitch the previous summer while camping in the Lake District (although a Lewisham lad, his ancestry was Largs). The room we were given belonged to someone who had gone away for the weekend. They must have been incredibly trusting, or stupid, as they had left out several handmade gold lapel brooches, in various stages of completion, that they were making for Bowie’s Management ‘Mainman’.


Off to Wembley the following afternoon to see England v Scotland  (Hunter, Hay, Jardine, Holton, Morgan, Bremner, Macari, Lorimer, Johnstone, Dalglish then Jordan and Stein replaced Macari and Lorimer). We got beat one nil 😦 !

Then as if that wasn’t enough off to Earls Court to see the Floyd performing Dark Side of the Moon which had only been in the shops for a few weeks. Old hat now but this was the first time the circular screen, the plane exploding into the stage and quadrophonia on that scale had been encountered.
My fourth and final encounter with my favourite line up of that band!

Amazingly this was cutting edge technology, then.



Pink Floyd, Earls Court, 1973

Pink Floyd, Earls Court, 1973

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Those shiny bits at the top of the PA were giant concave mirrors. slowly rotating lights inside send out huge lighthouse-like beams of sodium yellow hues!

And everything is green and submarine!

Forty six years ago today, in 1971, I went to my first Crystal Palace Garden Party to see the Floyd. Travelled down from Glasgow on the overnight bus (couldn’t afford trains). If you look carefully you might see me. South Sea Bubble jacket, grandad vest and loon pants with flares the same size as my waist!
Wasn’t too popular with my family, as my mother was going in to hospital for surgery that day, while inconsiderate old, or rather should I say young, me buggered off to London to see ‘some pop groups’.

This was the gig where they debuted ‘Echoes’, although on the day it was titled Return of The Son of Nothing, -this being immediately after opening with ‘Atom Heart Mother’. So, I guess, before they started their third song, they must have been onstage for about three quarters of an hour 🙂
As the set progressed, a giant octopus – a portent of their later infatuation with inflatable animals – emerged from the dry-ice covered boating lake, immediately in front of the stage


Got my photo taken with a gentle spoken Dave Gilmour ,when he came out front to watch Faces but that snap’s sadly vanished into the mists of time
Great stuff!
So great that I went to see them, the Floyd, three nights later in Stirling University. Ron Geesin in support slot.