UK, 1968, psychedelic rock
Pink Floyd – A Saucerful of Secrets: What dire and wonderful secrets are in that flying saucer that you have to set its controls for the heart of the sun? I bet it’s all that mad imagination locked inside Syd’s brain. No matter, though. We’ll discover it again in time. It’s our destiny, like entering the Monolith. An ascension indistinguishable from apotheosis.