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Thursday, December 19, 2013

Syd Barrett Wolfpack Analysis

Syd Barrett Wolfpack
Syd Barrett Wolfpack
I got such a good response with my analysis of Dominoes that I am going to have another shot with Syd Barrett Wolfpack. With this, it’ll be more of my opinion. OK, here goes.

Wolfpack is about him being on that mental health ward in the hospital. When I lived in Pennsylvania, I lived directly across the street from the hospital and a community park. Every day, the Psych Nurses and workers would take the patients on a walk in the park. See where I am going with this? Syd was the lunatic on the grass. And they, the Nurses and workers, were always getting the group into formation; howling the pack back into formation.

He's in the pack, with the Psych Ward Nurses telling him to "GET BACK IN LINE!" (waving him back in formation). If I am not mistaken, they took the patients to the park to play cricket. "Bowling they bat" is a kind of perverted cricket analogy in my opinion. The loonies are playing cricket in the park; they are "on the grass".

The Last Stanza:

"Howling the pack back into formation, diamonds and clubs, waving us back into formation..."


The cricket game is over and the Psych Ward Nurses and Orderlies are getting everybody back together (in formation) to go back up on the Ward where the only thing to do is play card (Diamonds and Clubs) or dominoes.

Syd Barrett Wolfpack:

Howling the pack in formation appears
Diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead
Waving us back in formation
The pack in formation

Bowling they bat as a group
And the leader is seen so early
The pack on their backs, the fighters
Through misty the waving

The pack in formation
Far reaching waves
On sight, shone right
I lay as if in surround

All enmeshing, hovering
The milder I gaze
All the animals laying trail
Beyond the bough winds

Mild the reflecting electricity eyes
Tears, the life that was ours
Grows sharper and stronger away and beyond
Short wheeling, fresh spring
Gripped with blanched bones, moaned
Magnesium, proverbs and sobs

Howling the pack in formation appears
Diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead
Waving us back in formation
The pack in formation





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