Pink Floyd - Empty Spaces - What shall we do now?

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What shall we use to fill the empty spaces
Where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across the sea of faces
In search of more and more applause?
Shall we buy a new guitar?
Shall we drive a more powerful car?
Shall we work straight through the night?
Shall we get into fights?
Leave the lights on?
Drop bombs?
Do tours of the east?
Contract disease?
Bury bones?
Break up homes?
Send flowers by phone?
Take to drink?
Go to shrinks?
Give up meat?
Rarely sleep?
Keep people as pets?
Train dogs?
Race rats?
Fill the attic with cash?
Bury treasure?
Store up leisure?
But never relax at all

With our backs to the wall!

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The Wall is hands down the best visual depiction of the despair and self-hatred that comes with depression

conorbowen

How this got left out of the original album is a complete mystery to me. I will never understand how this utterly angry and sublime piece could have been cut.

fletchb

The dueling flowers marriage metaphor is one of the most powerful pieces of animation ever.

Nunya_Bidness_

it's a shame that "what shall we do now?" wasn't in the original album

nomesobrenome

Only Floyd could do a movie that's half live-half cartoon with no dialogue, yet still makes complete sense .

snelgrave

Easily the most underrated The Wall song. Hands down one of the best as well.

axelsandi

Something that dawned on me for the first time really is how everything this song is talking about, is presented as aspirational by our culture today. This non stop hustle and grind culture, the obsession with material things above all else, and extreme isolation it demands from us to do it properly. The wall created by this drive turns everything around it into something hideous and evil. A flower becomes barbed wire, a church is smashed and becomes a glittering casino like monster offering neon trinkets that quickly become more bricks. We all live more atomized lives than ever and this piece may be one of the more universal ones in it.

hdy

Gerald Scarfe's work in this movie is stupendous. Potent, nightmarish. There's a brutal cynicism in the song, and the imagery conveys it with grisly power. I love the snouts of expensive cars poking out of the wall. Yep, need more stuff to fill your life, not too many things that can't be helped with an ostentatious and over-priced car.

terriquinlan

Fun Fact: That is the reaction of a real operator that was recorded by Roger Waters while calling his friend Chris Fitzmorris in London.
“We were in L.A. at Producer’s Workshop so I phoned my neighbour, Chris Fitzmorris in London. He had the keys to my flat and I asked him to go there and said that I would call him through an operator. “No matter how many times I call”, I said, “just pick up the phone, say ‘Hello’, let the operator speak and then hang up”. I placed a telephone in a soundproof area, got on to an extension phone and started recording to 1/4″ tape. It took a couple of operators – the first 2 were a bit abrupt, but the 3rd was perfect. I told her that I wanted to make a collect call to Mrs. Floyd. “Who’s calling?” she asked. “Mr. Floyd”, I replied. Chris’ timing was terrific, over and over he would hang up just at the right moment and she became genuinely concerned. “Is there supposed to be someone there besides your wife?” I was playing her along saying things like “No! I don’t know who that is!” and “What’s going on?” and she would try the call again. Unwittingly, she was helping to tell the story. Afterwards I went through the 1/4″ and edited my voice out, just leaving her and Chris. I sometimes wonder if she ever heard herself on the record.”

Valarmorgolis

This song has soothed a pain I cannot describe. After losing my best friend in a car wreck I got into, I often asked myself the same question of “what now? Should I waste away? Should I become something?” That’s why I love this album so much. It’s a lot of something you can relate to. No matter what about. And knowing you aren’t alone seriously consoles.

MrRobotGuyHD

I remember vividly when around 7th grade i became obsessed with Pink Floyd.
It benefited my english studies a lot, since I was translating song lyrics all the time. At one point my parents sat me down to have a discussion about this, my mother was genuinely concerned about my mental state and feared I'd end up at a psychologist...
Now I understand why, this might not have been a 100% appropriate for my age, but we talked a lot and they helped me understand the concept and symbolism. It thought me critical thinking, not to follow rules and schemes mindlessly, to question values our society holds so high and to decide for myself.

Dear parents, thank you for the great advice and cool music.

adamelter

This is 4:26 minutes of pure mental ecstasy.

Fun story:

Years ago I had a friend who had just discovered Pink Floyd through watching The Wall, the movie. He liked this specific song so much he went on and bought the album, he was massively bummed when he realized this masterpiece was not in there. I still remember his nagging about it.

theundertaker

Every decade the message of this song applies more and more to our society. We are desensitizing our younger minds with amplified consumerism to the point where we don’t even know what we want anymore. At this point, a majority of people get their gratification from how many likes they can get on a picture.

Kdawg

This song is honestly just amazing and so catchy, by far probably one of Pink Floyd’s best song, it’s such a shame it wasn’t released

CurrencyChronicles

What shall we use to fill the empty spaces where waves of hunger roar?
Shall we set out across this sea of faces in search of more and more applause?
Shall we buy a new guitar? Shall we drive a more powerful car?
Shall we work straight through the night?
Shall we get into fights, leave the lights on, drop bombs, do tours of the East, contract diseases?
Bury bones, break up homes, send flowers by phone?
Teach a trick, go to shrinks, give up meat, rarely sleep?
Keep people as pets, train dogs, race rats, fill the attic with cash, bury treasure, store up leisure?
But never relax at all, with our back to the wall.

Lovessmoodge