Review Summary: "The Wall" is the cornerstone of begrudged animals that want more than anything else, to experience the thunder for themselves.
An image has appeared in the blank wall of society that has neither meaning, nor inspiration, and groups have shown no creativity, and are about as bland as concrete. Pink Floyd have emerged from this, and shot off into first with classics never before heard by man. Pink Floyd has marked themselves as the epiphany of standard classic rock groups. The stage is undoubtedly Pink Floyd's ultimate appearance in "The Wall". This is THE concept album for its own generation, and 99.99% of all concept albums to come. Many groups have taken their inspiration from this album, but have ultimately failed in the long run. Reproduction of this album into any other concept than severe depression, despair, desire, is nearly impossible. This idea is Pink Floyd's, and no one can take it.
Let's not be irrational here, Pink Floyd is, by no means, perfect, under MOST circumstances. It's difficult to say whether or not the group has actually seen ethereal images in their mind that inspire a grand piece collection such as "The Wall". But nothing, no matter where Pink Floyd has chosen their angle, is going to steal the thunder of this record. The labeling is more of a trophy than an actual title to their appearance, and will remain polished and slick, so long as the past is left untouched.
"The Wall" is a constant change in attitudes and behaviors that set the tone for each track perfectly. Though this album can NOT be described one track at a time, it can be analyzed point by point, and just listening to the flow of the album. Each track is a direct relationship to the next, and has absolutely no stopping point. "The Wall" is no example of a pit stop where a member of the group can show off, and allow the groove of the album to be ruined by an attempt of momentary stardom, for anyone. If an example must be chosen for the best of the best on this album, it must be vocalist David Gilmour. His voice shines like rubies and emeralds, and set an amazing tone for the instruments in the background, that by themselves, set the mood perfectly.
The instruments in this album are a huge improvising from previous albums. The bass, along with the guitar, provide a beautiful sound that fit this album pretty well. There is deepness when there needs to be, and there are hollow and somewhat lighter sounds when there needs to be. The tempo is regulated beautifully with the drums, and volume is managed quite well despite having slightly louder-than-necessary drums deteriorate the mood.
All-in-all, Pink Floyd have established a frontier of emotional desecration that is employed in this masterpiece, and aren't about to let this legacy go anywhere. The only area of fault in this album is irregular drums, and some raunchy vocals around the edges. Other than that, this record is beautiful in all that it goes to represent.
