“We were in a BBC TV studio jamming to the landing. It was a live broadcast, and there was a panel of scientists on one side of the studio, with us on the other. I was 23.
The programming was a little looser in those days, and if a producer of a late-night programme felt like it, they would do something a bit off the wall. Funnily enough I’ve never really heard it since, but it is on YouTube. They were broadcasting the moon landing and they thought that to provide a bit of a break they would show us jamming. It was only about five minutes long. The song was called Moonhead — it’s a nice, atmospheric, spacey 12-bar blues.” -David Gilmour, guitarist for Pink Floyd
(ganked wholesale from ROOT BLOG)
I was born in March of 1969, and supposedly my father held me up in front of the TV for the moon landing footage and for years I swore I remembered being held up like that. No more impossible than the actual moon landing footage, I thought. A tin can guided by clocks and rockets, back looped through TV and being held. The projection and protection of this false memory has a much to do with being held as it does a man on the moon. Not saying that neither ever happened, but remembering is more about wanting than being.