page updated on: December 27 2003

title: -
disc/s:  2
release: -
date/venue: 1974 December 14 - The Hippodrome, Bristol, Avon, England, UK
source: audience / source 2 / cass[?]>cdr[?] >EAC>WAV>archived in shn
tot length: 130:49
overall: VG / VG+

CD1
01. Jimmy Young intro [1:16]
02. Raving And Drooling [12:08]
03. You Gotta Be Crazy [16:08]
04. Shine On You Crazy Diamond [15:08]
05. Shine On You Crazy Diamond [6:31]
06. Speak To Me [2:21]
07. Breathe [2:54]
08. On The Run [5:02]
09. Time [6:37]
10. Beathe (Reprise) [1:23]
CD2
01. The Great Gig In The Sky [6:14]
02. Money [9:34]
03. Us & Them [7:48]
04. Any Colour You Like [9:12]
05. Brain Damage [3:41]
06. Eclipse [1:26]
07. Echoes [24:40]

notes:
mislabeled as Bristol 13 December 1974 this is really just a different version than the 'common' Bristol 14 December 1974 recording (same recorder).
Not from the same copy usually used as source (the T source) but from another copy of the master having ACYL complete (no inside cut); Many intermissions are here missing, that's wh the difference in tot-length; here the SQ varies .. reaches the VG+ easily in parts... other parts (like Echoes) are very inferior to the rest.
notes as they came with the files:
From „British Winter Tour 1974”. Of course, contrary to the title and cover, this show is from 14 Dec 1974, not from 13. The same recorder, as other circulating shows from this date. A little worse sound quality. But, starange, "Any Colour You Like" is complete, without a cut! Well, many collectors believe, that this cut comes from the master tape. Maybe, but surely one day in past this master tape was complete.
-Wojtek

transcription kindly by frostbrent:
[GUY1: Must be on their way.]
[GUY2: Hello!]
[INTRODUCTION: Oh, ahh, as it's the last night of the tour. Ah, they [...] and believe me I'm going through tonight. Anyway could you please take your seats, make yourselves combfortable. Thank you very much, and sit back, enjoy the show. Ah, I believe they will be on stage in a couple of minutes, but the roadcrew have been mucking around. ] ><
[GUY: Hello!]
[JIMMY YOUNG: Three mints or so on our journey speaking to you uh, oh twelve should you prefer And um ah it's a shame. the point is never mind about all that stuff. Do you live in Surrey that's the point, or do you live in Yorkshire or mayhap you live in Hampshire and should you live in either place in your tiny, you, yummy, well go and I'll tell you why then, and then um ... our, yes, Yorkshire I said didn't I. Dorothy Greenwood. And that's, ah Yorkshire, hence the expression get Knottingly. Ha ha. Anyway, as you've heard, hmm, I get worse from my husband unfortunately Uncle William was out of the room and he missed all that, anyway oh dear oh dear, she says never mind about all that stuff she says and i say congratu-latio-nes to you Dorothy, um miss Greenwood of course have to be oh, ah Mr Greenwood [...] and I say here's a memory to take with you which will make you very glad you ever came ... anyway kill artistry there. Oh you must be. Anyway I was asked to say especially for Trisia Nottingham [...] from Roger. And he say I don't think that's [...] Go away and this boy and do not forget [...] But anyway, ah ha. The thing is I a, eh eh. Nearly forgot to say didn't I. If you would like to, ah, phone you on the show, numbero telephonio that's the thing. Ah, but as I say, if you'd like a message included, well, write one now, whack one, whack one off to me and we'll whack it in the show. You and I look forward [...] in the BBC London, 1A 1AA [...] I see ... [...]]
Raving And Drooling
ROGER:
Raving and drooling I fell on his neck with a scream
He had a whole lot of terminal shock in his eyes
That's what you get for pretending the rest are not real
Babbling and snapping at far away flies
He will zig zag his way back through memories of boredom and pain
Raving and drooling I fell on his neck with a scream
He was caught in the middle between the illusion of safery in numbers
And being brought down to his knees
[ROGER: Thank you. >< [...] can hear it. Nervous tonight. What? [...] The problem is [...] This is another new tune, and it's called 'You've Got To Be Crazy'.]
You've Got To Be Crazy
DAVE:
Gotta be crazy, you gotta be crazy
Gotta keep your children and your car clean
Gotta keep drinking, you gotta keep fit
You gotta keep smiling, you gotta eat shit
You gotta be small to be a big shot
You gotta eat meat to stay at the top
You gotta be trusted, you gotta tell lies
Gotta be able to narrow your eyes
You gotta believe, they've gotta believe you
Gotta appear easy to see through
Gotta be sure you look good on the TV
Gotta resemble a human being
You gotta keep one eye over your shoulder
It's gonna get harder as you get older
Gotta fly south and hide in the sand
Gotta forget that you're gonna get cancer
Ohhhhhooooooooooooo
Ahhhhhaaaaaaaooooooaaaaaahhhh
Ahhhhhaaaahhhhh
Ohhhhooooohhhhh
ROGER:
And when you lose control
You'll reap the harvest that you sown
And as the fear grows
ROGER/DAVE:
The bad blood slows and turns to stone
ROGER:
And it's too late to lose the weight
You used to need to throw around
ROGER/DAVE:
So have a good drown
As you go down
All alone
Dragged down by the stone
DAVE:
You gotta be sure, you gotta be quick
Gotta divide the tame from the sick
Gotta keep all of us docile and fit
You gotta keep everyone buying this shit
Gotta get you, started early
Processed by the time you're thirty
Work like fuck 'til you're sixty five
And then your time's your own until you die
Gotta admit to a lot of confusion
Pain in the head is the child of collusion
Gotta resist this creeping malaise
You gotta believe in a way you get out of the maze
You, you just keep on pretending
You can tell a sucker from a friend
But you still raise the knife
To stranger, lover, friend and foe alike
ROGER and (DAVE/RICK)
Who was born in a house full of pain (born in a house full of pain)
Who was sent out to play on his own (sent out to play on his own)
Who was raised on a diet of shame (raised on a diet of shame)
Who was trained not to spit in the fan (trained not to spit in the fan)
Who was told what to do by the man (told what to do by the man)
Who was broken by trained personnel (broken by trained personel)
Who was fitted with bridle and bit (fitted with bridle and bit)
Who was offered a seat in the stand (offered a seat in the stand)
Who was forcing his way to the rails (forcing his way to the rails)
Who was given a place on the board (given a place on the board)
Who was only a stranger at home (only a stranger at home)
Who was ground down in the end (ground down in the end)
Who was found dead on the phone (found dead on the phone)
Who was dragged down by the stone
ROGER/DAVE/RICK:
Dragged down by the stone ><
[ROGER: This is, here's another new song, it's about Syd Barrett and it's called 'Shine On You Crazy Diamond'.]
Shine On You Crazy Diamond
ROGER:
Remember when you were young
You shone like the sun
DAVE/RICK:
Shine on you crazy diamond
ROGER:
Now there's a look in your eyes
Like black holes in the sky
DAVE/RICK:
Shine on you crazy diamond
ROGER:
You were caught in the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom
Blown on the steel breeze
Come on you target for faraway laughter
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon
You cried for the moon
DAVE/RICK:
Shine on you crazy diamond
ROGER:
Threatened by shadows at night
And exposed in the light
DAVE/RICK:
Shine on you crazy diamond
ROGER:
Well you wore out your welcome
With random precision
Rode on the steel breeze
Come on you raver, you seer of visions
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner and shine!
Nobody knows where you are
How near or how far
DAVE/RICK:
Shine on you crazy diamond
ROGER:
Pile on many more layers
And I'll be joining you there
DAVE/RICK:
Shine on you crazy diamond
ROGER:
And we'll bask in the shadow
Of yesterday's triumph
Sail on the steel breeze
Come on you boy child
You winner and loser
Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!
[ROGER: Thank you. [...]] ><
Speak to Me
[GUY1: Hey Keith.]
[GUY2: Dave.]
[GUY1: Dave.]
Breathe > On The Run > Time > Breathe (Reprise) > The Great Gig In The Sky > Money > Us And Them ><
Any Colour You Like > Brain Damage > Eclipse ><
[CROWD: Echoes. Echoes. Echoes. Echoes. Echoes. Echoes...]
[ROGER: Right, alright. This is, ah, this is the last tune on this tour that we're [...] and it's called 'Echoes'.]
Echoes

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