From: Montreal, Qc, Canuckistan
As usual, journalists got it wrong : actually, it's on Final Cut that he was relegated to "studio musician" status, a shining example of the disturbed ultranarcistic egocentric megalomania and melancholia driven Roger Waters diktat, fuelled by his perhaps a bit too intense identification to Pink Floyd, the fictional superstar ;)
I saw both Waters and Floyd in '87, and it was a no contest :)
Saw them again at the Big O in '88, and I wished I had been born in 1960 instead of '70 ;)
'Cause I couldn't stand their new stuff, and even less the latter Division Bell...
Hmmm, should rummage through boxes in the hope that my bootlegs (taped by yours truly with a nifty AIWA walkman sized stereo player/recorder from that era) of those shows have survived flood(s) anb a storage space fire...
When they played Money at the Big O, I thought the sound system had blown : during the mid-song jam, the sound was so soft, you could hear the A/C of the stadium (I had great seats on the parterre, 26th row or so). And that jam was a great moment of true themed improvisation :)
Ah, the memories !!
Farewell brother in arms !!
Be Kind. Everyone is fighting a hard battle.