While New Orleans remains flooded, I'd talk about something water-y. Usually when I get out of bath, I sharply open a bath curtain, make a step out of it and at that very moment I start to sing In the Flesh, the song from The Wall when Pink shaved his eyebrows and comes out of bath, all in bleeding cuts - that's in the movie The Wall, of course.

I used to watch the movie one or two times a year, each time like the first time. It really touches me a lot, I feel so similar to Pink, with all that childhood and publicity bits. It should be psychological, because the next Pink Floyd movie, based on The Final Cut seems very weak, although logically and musically it's a sequel.

I recall that almost 5 years ago the art director of a cinema theatre nearby was showing The Wall on a big screen at midnight, only for invited people. It was not the first time I saw the movie but anyway - I felt so empty after it. I was walking back home, it was snowing a little, 2 am, streets were empty and I was under a massive impression.

Guess no DVD or Blu-ray stuff will ever compare to a real theatre / stadium experience. The more sophisticated the technics will be the more lonely people will become. So no future technics will bring a real theatre experience closer, but quite the contrary ...