It can be difficult to make sense of Syd Barrett’s work. I’ll confide that although I like most of it, sometimes listening can still be frightening; the moments of brilliance can be overshadowed by wild tangents and uncomfortable lapses. So high, you go, so low, you creep, as the man himself proclaimed. The same could be said for going out to a show. Just like Barrett’s tuneage—just like life itself—it’s a calculated risk. But it’s a chance well worth taking.