I understand and agree with most of the criticism of Pink Foyd’s The Wall as a bloated, self-indulgent concept album. Consequently, while it played almost constantly on my car stereo during my junior year of high school, I now can barely listen to it. But I also know that many of you will agree that it stands alone among rock operas in its darkness and, often, its songwriting. The Wall certainly doesn’t get a fair shake on your classic rock radio station where they only play “tasty tracks” like “Young Lust,” “Run Like Hell,” and the now very boring “Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2).”
But if you strip out most of the songs with electric guitar, you’re left with some very good, very affecting tunes that seem even better when you try to forget that they were ever even on this album. I mean songs like “Nobody Home,” one of my favorites.
Posted by Jordy