I gotta admit that I’m a little bit confused.
Sometimes it seems to me as if I’m just being used.
–“Dogs,” Animals, Pink Floyd (1977)
In this documentary, Roger Waters constantly struts about the stage like an aged and anorexic Richard Gere, his spindly arms held defiantly aloft in a clichéd clenched-fist salute of solidarity with the people. (more…)