My first exposure (as a child) to Syd Barrett came as a rumour that he had taken bad drugs and they had made him so crazy he had to move to France, live in a shack and feed pigs all day. It was a lasting impression as I had just heard Dark Side for the first time and took the rumour at its dark face value - as kids do. Later in life I heard the first two Pink LPs which, to me, were Syd at his best. Except, of course, his short trip with the Sex Pistols to the Chelsea Hotel...
