Up until the summer of 1984, Pink Floyd was synonymous with Dark Side Of The Moon for me. I knew that they were more than that. I had even heard Confortably Numb at Chip’s house way back in the Academy Days. In August if 1984, my concept of Pink Floyd would be expanded and The Wall would be the instrument of that expansion.
Back then, there was a 2 screen movie theater next to Glenbrook Mall. It was called Glenbrook Cinema but it wasn’t attached to the mall proper. It just occupied a piece of the parking lot where a Super Target now stands. The great thing about this little theater was their willingness to run Midnight Movies. They did this frequently and whether or not they were trying to capitlaize on MTV, the midnight movies often were of a musical nature. Films like Led Zeppelin’s Song Remains The Same, Rocky Horror Picture Show, some movie about an assault on a radio station that was really just a bunch of music videos strung together, and of course Pink Floyd’s The Wall.
Was it fate or destiny that I should see The Wall at this particular point in my life? Maybe it was just bad timing. I didn’t know it at the time but The Wall would be a central fixture in My Musical Evolution for several weeks. On that night, it was just a great audio visual experience. The next day, I bought the album and devoured it not knowing that a couple weeks later it would consume me.
Pink Floyd – The Wall