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The prettiest eyes.
Nicky is so cute like
Syd Barrett in the film Psychedelia (1969), directed by Kevin Whitney.
Syd Barrett in the film Psychedelia (1969), dir. Kevin Whitney.
“‘In those days he was still a beautiful and good-looking young man and utterly charming. He would come in and say hello, and sit around my office for three hours sometimes. Every time you made a coffee - do you want a coffee Syd? Yeah. He’d have a coffee. You couldn’t explain why he was there. He didn’t explain. He just liked being somewhere. He just sat at the desk opposite to me and chatted, obviously not completely compos mentis, but just in a vacant sort of way. You might ask him a question. He might not answer it, but then answer it a bit later. I’d never say to him, “Syd what do you want?” It was just, “Hi Syd.” Then eventually he’d get up and say, “I’m going now.” “Bye, Syd. See you soon.” It was almost childlike. He came in once with a little Harrods bag and I said, “Oh, what have you got in there Syd?” And he brought out all these French shampoos, called Frenchy’s, all these lemon shampoos in sachets. Not like any ordinary sachet. Very fat plump sachets. He had about twenty of them. I said, “Why don’t you buy a big bottle?” He said, “Oh no, these are much nicer, don’t you think?””
— Cora Barnes (on Syd Barrett)
“‘Roger would do some very strange things on stage’ recalls one eye-witness from the time. ‘He was also very tall that he cut a very strong figure. And there was also the way he dressed…’ Roger had already had a slightly too-short pair of fashionably snug red trousers customised with gold braid tassels on the hems. In the U.S, he acquired a cowboy-style holster fixed to his belt and, with a piece of twine, to his thigh, in which he took to carrying around his cigarettes. ’ The hippie clothes thing had a fairly narrow border’, recalls one friend of the band. ‘But I guess we felt that Roger sometimes stepped outside it’”
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Mark Blake on Rogers dress sense
‘Comfortably Numb: The Inside Story of Pink Floyd
(via among-all-the-wildflowers)
people in the 60’s just couldn’t deal with her forward-thinking cringefail loser style
Syd and Nick, 1966(?)
“Syd has a natural poetic gift for words. He’d effortlessly knock out stuff. All the time you were with him he’d be punning. When we camped in the south of France, he’d be extremely sharp-witted. He’d rhyme things like “ I’ve got aches in Aixen-Provence/Stayed too long in Toulon”. It was constant badinage.”
— David Gilmour, 2001 (via everybodyneedspinkfloyd)
Stop making these kind of memes because I’ve definitely made the best one
Shortly before his death, [Barrett] went to London one last time to visit the Tate. At 4 o’clock that afternoon, he called Rosemary from a phone box, explaining that he’d spent all his money (“on absolute rubbish,” she laughs) and couldn’t get home. Rosemary sent a taxi from Cambridge to London to bring him back. The car picked him up from outside Chelsea Cloisters: “He’d been to have a look at the old place again.”
It was one of the few times Barrett acknowledged his old life. And it’s hard to shake the mental image of the latter-day Roger Barrett outside the flat in which he’d lived when he was still Syd Barrett, the so-called rock star, but now unrecognisable as the same man.
— From an interview with Rosemary Breen, Syd’s sister, published in MOJO, June 2016.
January 22nd, 1967 - 41 Edbrooke Road, London
📷: Irene Winsby
“It's always been a dream that one day I would go and see him [Syd], obviously. But it'd be extremely painful for me, and maybe painful for him. And I could take the pain, but I don't know if he could.
“There are also the great memories of being in a band with Syd, when he was such a joy and so outgoing. Just to be with him was wonderful, we had so many laughs and fun.”
Rick in an interview in September 2001.
November, 1967 - Casa Madrona Hotel, Sausalito, California
📷: Baron Wolman
URL: https://atagong.com/iggy/archives/2016/10/memory-marbles-2016-new-iggy-pictures-found.html
Syd Barrett Pink Floyd - Architectural Association, Student Party Bedford Square, London England, December 16 1966. © Adam Ritchie
March, 1967
Roger W., 1970