Showing posts with label Syd Barrett. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Syd Barrett. Show all posts

Friday, March 9, 2012

Dream Away Life


The finished copies of Life is But a Dream arrived this morning and I have to say, the book looks beautiful. Seeing a book with the dust jacket for the first time is something I'll never grow tired of. It's as if even though you know the book will be published, it never truly seems real until you're holding the printed copy and open the crisp spine. Here it sits on my desk, next to my Yoshitomo Nara clock and the Denny's mug I stole in 1994. Syd Barrett is looking on from the background. You can't tell from the picture, but Syd is all scratched nearly to shreds. My one cat really has it in for Syd for some reason. Luckily Albie the three-legged goat is there to watch over him.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Monday Morning Glory



There's a good reason why I always list Syd Barrett as one of the biggest influences on my writing. I listened to his music extensively in my formative writing years. His songs and song lyrics tapped into the same stream of imagination from which the stories in my mind seemed to spring from. Songs like "Baby Lemonade", "Bike," "Silas Lang", "Effervescing Elephant" among others, all captured this idea of a children's story gone weird and somehow wrong, which were very much the kind of thing that I started out writing. But he also had an outstanding inventiveness when it came to language and playful use of words.

Here is one verse of his that I find perfect in every way:

"Rats, rats, lay down flat
We don't need you, we act like that,
And if you think you're un-loved,
Then we know about that..."
-Syd Barrett

On the surface, it seems like a great bit of Edward Lear nonsense verse or something Lewis Carroll's door mouse might spew between verses of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Bat". But when you dig into it, it's a pretty profound statement condemning people in general as being akin to rats. The fact that he's able to do it in a quasi-children's verse is what always strikes me.

The idea of using children's book aesthetics for other ends is something that always fascinates me. The art of Mark Ryden does this expertly with painting. In a my novels, I often infuse childlike imagery into the most emotionally tough sequences in the story...I find it effective in being both comforting and frightening at the same time. This is a remnant of Syd's impact on my artistic development.