Eleven months after buying the tickets, the day finally arrived.
I saw Pink Floyd in 1994 at Earls Court and this felt like the missing link. Aside from the music, the show was fabulous – an absolute treat to the senses. The iconic Teacher was menacing, as he was lowered down on to the stage.
As the show progressed, a wall was built, hiding the musicians, onto which projections added to the visual impact.
The finale was the wall coming crashing down.
Given the chance, I would go back for every night of the tour to hear my favourite song ever.