When my cosmic melodic intervention occurred and I was exposed for the first time to the stirring sounds of Pink Floyd I was hanging out with my best friend, it was a scorching summer day in Sydney in 1974 and I was sitting in the back of her boyfriend’s 308 Sandman Panel Van with a few other mates winding down Mona Vale Road in Sydney’s eastern suburbs on our way to Warriewood Beach. Having met at college in 1965 Syd Barrett, Nick Mason, Roger Waters & Richard Wright formed Pink Floyd and thankfully adding into their mix in 1967 the ever present front man David Gilmour (who in my opinion actually is “gods own guitarist”) and whatever your views regarding the politics that led to the eventual split from the band of Roger Waters, the music that both sides have gone on to produce either solo or as Pink Floyd I for one have been left begging and pleading for more.

I have patiently waited 20 years to receive news from afar that we will once again be blessed with the next chapter of music from the eternal Pink Floyd and to say that I feel a fair amount of anticipation and excitement regarding the immanent release of their new album “The Endless River” in October 2014 is an understatement of epic proportions. Pink Floyd, still giving me goose bumps 40 years later and about to release a new album.

Anthony jeselnik eric clapton