An Open Letter to David Gilmour
It must have been cool to have been part of Pink Floyd in those primitive years; not that I’m one for the stage, but the thrill and excitement of being in a rock n’ roll band in a rock n’ roll era, whose rules were being broken, transfigured, reborn. It’s probably still cool to be in Pink Floyd, though it’s the classics I cling to; it’s probably cool to be your own rock n’ roll band, playing with more sounds and breaking more rules.
That’s why David Gilmour, we would be thrilled if you bought a ‘G’ or a ‘D,’ not that we have much to do with rock n’ roll bands.
ROCK ‘N’ ROLL BAND
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,
We’d travel all over the land.
We’d play and we’d sing and wear spangly things.
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,
And we were up there on the stand,
The people would hear us and love us and cheer us.
Hurray for that rock ‘n’ roll band.
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,
Then we’d have a million fans.
We’d giggle and laugh and sign autographs,
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.
The people would all kiss our hands.
We’d be millionaires and have extra long hair,
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.
But we ain’t no rock ‘n’ roll band,
We’re just seven kids in the sand.
With homemade guitars and pails and jars
And drums of potato chip cans.
Just seven kids in the sand.
Talk’n and waven’ our hands.
And dreamin’ and thinkin’ oh wouldn’t it be grand,
If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.
by: Shel Silverstein
I think Mr. Silverstein summed it up. So what do you say, David Gilmour? Won’t you buy a ‘G’ and get us out of the sand?
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