Barrett, published in 1970 and the second and last solo album Syd Barrett, was born as a natural continuation of the first, The Madcap Laughs , but with a premise different. If you previously had wanted to accentuate the raw talent, energy astray whom ultimately was an exceptional songwriter, with Barrett sought refinement, sounds more accessible and friendly, a goal which, as we shall see, not always could be fulfilled. Barrett end up being the swan song of the author, not as authentic as The Madcap Laughs , but yes, with a generous amount of jewelry in gold that shines like a unique way of understanding music. 
There is more to hear "Baby Lemonade" to realize that sounds unlike anything in there is a magic touch, reminiscent of distant worlds and incomprehensible that Barrett knew only see and communicate. The guitar riffs give way suddenly to a hoarder body on which a melody is absolutely infectious poured from another planet, intriguing because they do not really know what ground we tread. Cosmic, esoteric, threatening, this is a song unique in its kind, an undeniable milestone in the seventies, thanks to Barrett's pop sensation, has a chorus between pleasant and gloomy, not to mention the drums and bass to the Beatles Magical Mystery Tour that slip from time to time. "Love Song" wants to be different, closer is one of the songs that Barrett is trying to inject a candor that is poisoned and becomes the good feelings in an obsessive dream. And finally to fix it, the following is "Dominoes", another song on top of the decade, which transmits an infinite sorrow with that feeling of walking without the ground below, psychedelic in the best sense, just amazing its languor, its inability to pass unnoticed (no wonder I had a very difficult birth). In "It Is Obvious", Barrett seems to be falling apart, something that can not even hide the pert arrangements. 
"Rats" is an attempt to do something similar the blues, but without any direction, again with the instruments panting to find some sense of the matter. And by "Maisie" repeated the move, no more than a practically catatonic Barrett and autistic struggling to compose something, but the unusual voice hoarse with singing has its pull. Fortunately, "Gigolo Aunt" reconciles us with the songs perceived as such, is another of the stars in the disk, extroverted, catchy, with a steady rhythm on planning a melody that Barrett is the best possible. The same could be said of "Waving My Arms In The Air", perhaps most miserable and disappointed, but with a desert folk charm that makes irresistible. In "I Never Lied To You" is lost again the north: Once the appeal beginning, it seems that the support has a hard time to understand where to go Barrett, as if completely out of control, even though successive listen reveals a fragmented beauty background could ask if it has something to do with music. The final steps are recovered in "Wined And Dined" which exudes a beautiful romantic dream dial tone, a fantasy musical notes made autumn. Equally exciting is the "Wolfpack", although in a more epic, transcendent, like a lost epic poem, and some cosmic holes show how much they learned the symphonic Pink Floyd its first leader. The album ends with "Effervescing Elephant", recovered from the first songs he composed at sixteen Barrett: delicious, imaginative, playful and a very wise trombone background emphasizes the fairy tale atmosphere diethylamide. 
The Madcap Laughs, in dispersion, was a disc with a very specific direction, consistent with his way round a few songs, the result of a psyche that still resisted the attacks of mental instability. However, in some moments of Barrett makes clear the profound impression of madness and noise foundation crumbling, despite a production that is worth the play on words, chooses to become the crazy when that happens. In any case what is undeniable is that the disc contains several songs that show why Barrett, beyond the romance and non-musical considerations, was a genius with all the letters. Someone who touched a light too early and unfortunately ended up breaking down, but left the way some pop tunes that filled the alien languages \u200b\u200band ancient dreams. Syd Barrett. Barrett (1970)
It is quite advisable Crazy Diamond box very complete and usually at an attractive price, which collects on 3 CD's all the recordings of Syd Barrett, including Opel, a compilation of discards that appeared in the late eighties.
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