My Wall, My Aspiration Noor Baban

“Don’t tell me there’s no hope at all” are the very words that Roger Waters from Pink Floyd sang in the internationally famous, “Hey You”. Growing up, my father and I used to always take road trips through our sunny California redwoods, jamming out to a myriad of albums. However, “Another Brick Wall” by Pink Floyd, seemed to always have me singing at the top of my lungs. Whenever the first guitar solo would come on for “Hey You”, I would naturally break out in my inner David Gilmour and start air guitaring the entire thing. Granted, I was about six years old with the mindset that Pink Floyd was a band based on a group of brothers who really enjoyed the color pink, and had the last name Floyd.

Now that my father is long deceased, anytime I hear a Pink Floyd song, my mind immediately escapes to the wonderful times we shared. More importantly, my perspective on what I was once singing at six years old has developed into a true passion for understanding the world through music. Specifically in “Hey You”, I now make connections between what the song was trying to get out to the world, and how my world interpreted it. “Hey You” went from having an innocent and nostalgic connotation in my head, to an extremely vital aspect in creating...