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Grantchester MeadowsPink Floyd3 July 2007 |
Pink Floyd
I distinctly remember the first time I heard this song… and I instantly fell in love with it. I had no idea that Pink Floyd could be so acoustically pastoral, peaceful and relaxing. It was a quiet summer afternoon — with mild temperatures, a gentle breeze, and dappled sunlight flirting with cool shadows. The ambient sounds of nature filled the air. If I closed my eyes I could see a lazy river seemingly stock still in the mid-day heat. Fish and turtles played just below the golden-green surface of the water and from time to time a large bird would rustle its feathers, flex its wings and take off flying — its body gracefully skimming low across the surface of the water — its actions momentarily shattering the tranquility. Insects hummed. Dogs barked. Birds chirped. Or was it all just Floydian feedback and playful sound effects? Eventually fingers begin to squeak across acoustic guitar strings, and Roger Waters and David Gilmour's sweet voices began to sing.
I thought “Grantchester Meadows” was the perfect soundtrack for a quiet summer day. It was also the standout track on the dense, double LP Ummagumma. Years later, the contemplative melody of this song comes back to me on a light breeze and it makes me smile, and it makes me feel warm and slightly nostalgic for simpler times.
I thought “Grantchester Meadows” was the perfect soundtrack for a quiet summer day. It was also the standout track on the dense, double LP Ummagumma. Years later, the contemplative melody of this song comes back to me on a light breeze and it makes me smile, and it makes me feel warm and slightly nostalgic for simpler times.
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