"I thought he died a long time ago..."

So Syd died. News reports have referred to his "troubled" or "lonely" final days, the result of too much acid and diabetes. Maybe soon, some journalist will reveal "the truth" about the post-Floyd period, but hopefully not. We'd rather imagine these days (decades, really) like Dan Treacy did, Syd tending his garden, listening to the birds, and taking his tea with the occasional psychedelic pilgrim.

We couldn't agree on which version to post, so here's the electric version too. Both have the little birdies that make Mason happy.




This is a couple days behind the news, I know, but I can't imagine Syd was too punctual either.