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I don't normally do album reviews, but after reading all the wiki entries and so-called reviews of the Division Bell, this boy ain't gonna shut up anymore. Once and for all, ladies and gentlemen, please get over Roger Waters' departure. It's so old and tired to read review after review that has nothing more than the feel of being written by Waters himself. I love Waters with Floyd, of course, but if the man can't get his crap together and play nice with this epic group, then he deserves to sit in his puddle of re-re-re-re-resurrecting the Wall over, over and over. That kind of behavior is a sad vision of someone becoming a parody of himself. From start to finish, the Division Bell is every bit the decades-length masterpiece that is Pink Floyd. Period, end of story. Any nay-saying is just simply Twinkies hitting Gibraltar. The last time I listened to it, I turned out the lights when "High Hopes" came on, and was thankful for an empty house and a loud stereo so that I could enjoy this epic all over again. The album, to me, is simply haunting in the best way possible, making me long for something so real and so fictional all at once that my breath is taken away. Before I go into the ground, I want the funeral parlor to play "High Hopes" at whatever memorial service I have, big or small, ashes or bones, wind or stillness. Those are the best words I know to give for a review here on such a great album, one that will forever be cemented in my top five, if not top three. Stop taking a dump on it, put your hang-ups and nonsense aside, and play it again. Breathe, folks.