RE: free ticket for the opening nigh
I had a feeling your offer was more then Spam. It seemed like the true blue generosity of a fellow Pink Floyd fan! Let me tell you why I deserve the ticket if your really aren't playing a late April fools Joke!
Ever since I was a small child I had problems fitting in with my family I was always way too proud, always way to justified and for sure way too big about everything I did. I figured why do something small and boring when I could change the world myself. From standing up for homosexuals, to standing up for the weak in my high school locker room my life had always been a source of controversy to my peers. Growing up without a positive male role model was tough because I never quite had a clear example of what it meant to be a man. So I took the most logical way out and created my own image of a man. That was a proud, righteous, soldier. I became a soldier for the weak around me however I never fought with swords, or guns. I did battle with words. I became a fighter for the bullied, for the abused, and for those not treated properly.
I always felt somewhat alone lacking a father. I always felt like a piece of me was missing. I would subconsciously latch onto older males as role models. The first of which would be my English teachers and later a boss at my place of work. However it wasn't until I was seventeen on one incredibly exceptional night of my life that my life changed forever. I had went to New York City to see one of my favorite bands who traveled here all the way from Japan. Back at my house my friend decided to stay the night and catch up. He asked me if I wanted to try listening to Pink Floyd and I reluctantly agreed feeling as though they were mediocre at best.
My whole life turned upside down at that point. It was as if the cogs previously turning counter-clockwise in my head decided to begin rotating clockwise. It was as if a rainbow spectrum of truth's and realities became clear to me for the first time. From the moment I heard my heartbeat match that of the heartbeat in Dark Side of the Moon's "Speak to Me" I was taken head first into a world which I would never return. However, it wasn't Gilmour's Guitar, Wright's Organ, or Mason's beats that took me by storm.
It was the masterfully written lyrics of George "Roger" Waters which sucked me in. Never before had I hear lyrics which brought me so close to tears, which led me to edge of my imagination, which brought me so close to the cusp of creativity.
From that day forward I became a bigger fan of Pink Floyd and Roger Waters everyday. I found myself moving forward with The Dark Side of The Moon, into The Wall, then Into Wish You Were Here and Animals. Eventually deviating from the bounds of most casual fans I began to engross myself in albums such as Atom Heart Mother ,Meddle, Obscured by Clouds and The Final Cut.
I can still remember the day most clearly when I heard The Final Cut in its complete entity sitting in the library of my College studying the Orwellian views of Society in the 20th century. My mind was blown to say the least. I Had re-experienced the same feelings of awe, and passion I felt when I heard The Dark Side of The Moon, and The Wall. This time it was different however, this time I knew for sure that my life could be much more then that of a scholar seeking guidance in a world closely occupied by those weak and those who take advantage of the weak. I knew that I fit into a much more narrow category. I knew I could be a mediator for the two but not as a Psychologist as I planned to become one day.
I saw that even those "mediocre" at bass playing could become famous and do much more meaningful things with their lives. I saw that even with the lack of a father figure it was possible to do substantial things and create meaning through art. For the first and last time in my life I found someone who although I was not blood related too, and even though we never shared a single conversation, and even though we have never even met face to face. I feel as if they could have filled the role of a positive male for me.
It was also at that exact moment in time that I decided I would become my own positive role model just as Roger had done for himself for so many years.
The reason why I have always looked up to Waters and will continue to do so for the rest of my life is not because of the beautiful music he has given the world but for the way in which he has lived his life. Whether it was his taking charge of Pink Floyd during the recording of 1973's Dark Side of The Moon, his vicious attacks on Capitalism throughout all of 1977's Animals, his dauntless critiques of Margaret Thatcher and the Falklands War on 1983's The Final Cut, or finally his decision to leave Pink Floyd he has always done what he felt the most righteous thing to do was. He has always been proud and looked back with no regrets.
To me That is the kind of man i have always wanted to be one who never looks back to the past, one who never looks back into the faces of judgment, one who instead looks towards the future with a bold outlook and devlish grin promising to fend for those not strong enough nor courageous enough to do so for themselves.
Every time I see my friend who introduced me to Pink Floyd I remind him how much the music changed my life in so many ways. Not only Pink Floyd but the solo albums released by each contributor have also played large roles in my life.
Roger Waters has been a massive inspiration to my entire life and from now till the day i die I will spend my days working on my writing, my bass playing, my acoustic guitar playing, and my over all philosophies. Seeing Roger Waters in Toronto for the opening night of the The Wall tour would make up to me for missing all of his tours over the past forty years. That is why I believe I deserve to have a froggin awesome night with you in Toronto. Thank You for the opportunity!