Pink Floyd - (Speak To Me - Breathe) / Any Colour You Like
Following Meddle in 1971, Pink Floyd assembled for a tour of Britain, Japan and the United States in December of that year. In a band meeting at drummer Nick Mason's home in Camden, bassist Roger Waters proposed that a new album could form part of the tour. Waters' idea was for an album that dealt with things that "make people mad", focusing on the pressures faced by the band during their arduous lifestyle, and dealing with the apparent mental problems suffered by former band member Syd Barrett.
The band had explored a similar idea with 1969's The Man and The Journey. In an interview for Rolling Stone, guitarist David Gilmour said: "I think we all thought – and Roger definitely thought – that a lot of the lyrics that we had been using were a little too indirect. There was definitely a feeling that the words were going to be very clear and specific." Generally, all four members agreed that Waters' album concept unified by a single theme was a good idea. Waters, Gilmour, Mason and keyboardist Richard Wright participated in the writing and production of the new material, and Waters created the early demo tracks at his Islington home in a small studio built in his garden shed. Parts of the new album were taken from previously unused material; the opening line of "Breathe" came from an earlier work by Waters and Ron Geesin, written for the soundtrack of The Body, and the basic structure of "Us and Them" borrowed from an original composition by Wright for Zabriskie Point.
"Speak To Me"
I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, Been over the edge for yonks, Been working me buns off for bands
I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, Like the most of us, very hard to explain why you're mad, Even if you're not mad
Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave, don't leave me Look around, choose your own ground Long you live and high you fly Smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be Run, rabbit, run Dig that hole, forget the sun When at last the work is done Don't sit down, it's time to dig another one Long you live and high you fly But only if you ride the tide Balanced on the biggest wave Race towards an early grave