The following video was no doubt made without a trace of irony by a clueless leftist, but see if you can spot the raccoon:
From the song:
You keep all your smart modern writers / Give me William Shakespeare / You keep all your smart modern painters / I'll take Rembrandt, Titian, Da Vinci and Gainsborough.
I was born in a welfare state / Ruled by bureaucracy / Controlled by civil servants / And people dressed in grey / Got no privacy, got no liberty / Cos' the twentieth century people / Took it all away from me.
Here's a more recent live version by Ray, minus the Kinks:
Can't wait for this box set to be released next week (I expect the price to come way down, to more like forty bucks). It is limited to the classic years between 1964 and 1971. It traces the evolution from the early garage rock and more derivative R & B, to a creative peak between 1966 and 1971, during which Davies produced a body of work that rivals and probably surpasses anyone you could name, e.g., Dylan, Lennon-McCartney, Jagger-Richards, Brian Wilson, etc.
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A rare peek behind the scenes of a Raccoon initiation ceremony.
Thank you for this! "Living on a Thin Line" (discovered via The Sopranos, of all things!) helped lead me to Christ and your book and blog. Does it ever really matter? Yes, it really, really matters!
Hey, we're all God's Children.
I always enjoy these Saturday musical musing blogs, and would love to see them more often. When I was a barely a teenager I had a job working at an amusement park. I shared working a ride with this British kid who would boast that his older sister dated Ray Davies. Don't recall much else, but he claimed there was a song Davies wrote for her that made it to an album. Wish I could remember it, and yet it could have been all B.S.
Back when I was in high school I made an impulse purchase of Kink Kronicles, even though I knew none of the songs except for Sunny Afternoon and Lola. What a revelation! I was immediately konverted to a Kink kultist, and afterwards they were my first koncert, April 20, 1973.
A good seasonal song!
I saw them on the Come Dancing tour and while the show was great, there were a couple glaces between Ray and Dave showing some brotherly tension going on in that tour. Later I heard this became more frequent through the years.
Actually, the tension has been there since Dave's birth.
Bob has good taste.
Re. the initiation ceremony, who snuck the camera in there? Not cool, man. This is a private residence!
Not cool at all. Could even trigger Acute Schizophrenia Paranoia Blues.
Apparently, the anarchist who made this video doesn't realize that anarchy doesn't mean more freedom or liberty.
What a dumbass.
Love The Kinks!
What's the name of that film, Bob. Looks like a good one.
Hi Annk.
God works in humorous ways. :^)
Glad to have you aboard.
Raccoons Got To Be Free:
http://youtu.be/WTkZvxxzeAE
Bob, have you read the Ray's books?
No, never really wanted to. If I find out what he's really like, it might spoil the music.
As to the film, if you're talking about Percy, it is rumored to be pretty awful -- low budget indie film about a penis transplant. Everyone seems to agree that the best thing about it is the soundtrack.
I did read a biography that came out a few years ago. Meh. He's pretty guarded, so there's only so much you can know. Like Van Morrison that way, only not as prickly. And like Morrison and other great artists, there's always a gulf between the person and the art.
Intolerance is tolerance.
Thanks for the feedback, Bob.
For the uninitiated, the best and cheapest (less than four bucks used) Klassic Kink Kollection is The Ultimate. Two discs, great remastering, and hardly a weak track.
A new collection was just released, The Essential, but the second disc focuses on the 72 - 93 years, when they were much more popular, but at the expense of the intimacy and eccentricity of the earlier years.
Good post, including the comments. Didn't someone mention one of John C. Wright's short stories the other day?
And of course Wright is absolutely right about the cosmic inversion. A unified field theory of the left. Don Colacho has a number of aphorisms that go to the same idea. One no longer has to be great to be thought great. Rather, all one must to do is tear down the great, which is ultimately to refuse to bow before what surpasses oneself.
I appreciate Wright, but his posts do go on...
A reminder that the writer who does not torture his words tortures the reader (Davila). Or in other words, WILL YOU GET ON WITH IT?!
The economics book by Sowell is the exact opposite. Although over 600 pages, there is hardly a wasted word, and nearly every sentence conveys an insight.
lol - Yes, exactly.
This is interesting timing, as I was considering some feedback in regards to some good fiction these days. I read nonfiction almost exclusively these days, but every so often I like a good story.
How about Feinstein's CIA report?
Ha! Now that gave me a chuckle.
I used to be a fiction junkie. Then I started reading One Cosmos (and related texts), and my tastes have rather radically changed. Not that I don't still like a good story, but my standards for what makes a good story are higher. Maybe too high. Most recent fiction doesn't make the grade anymore, but plenty of what's old is new to me. I actually enjoyed Moby Dick, for instance. Never thought that would happen.
A lot of people seem to like Wright's fiction; the short stories book Paul mentioned the other day has received high praise. I might pick it up at some point. I read one of Wright's longer books last year, the first installment of a series, but it didn't grab me. There are a few other openly non-leftist authors, too - Sarah Hoyt is the first who comes to mind. Unfortunately, what little of hers I've read doesn't really speak to me, either. Could be that I'm just a crank.
Anyway, I'd recommend looking for old treasures. YMMV, of course.
I would start with Jeeves Omnibus No. 1 and then move on to Nos. 2-5.
The Kinks wrote and performed my favorite song of all time. For me, the only part of the 2012 Olympics that moved me at all was seeing Ray sing this gorgeous love song to London and life as part of the closing ceremonies.
The aesthetic retards at NBC actually cut it out of the American broadcast.
Ah, P.G. Wodehouse -- another brilliant Brit export.
I believe that his "Uncle Fred Flits By" may have been the funniest short story I've ever read. And of course, the Jeeves/Wooster stories and books are absolute gems.
I like fiction, but it's all older stuff. Like Julie, I've read Hoyt, and I'm reading one of Wright's books -- OK, I read the first few chapters -- not sure I'm going to finish it. I have Farewell to Arms and The Once and Future King in the same stack. Wright keeps getting rotated to the bottom.
It's almost like modern science fiction writers are too self-aware, like they're always winking at you or something. You read Howard and, yes, it's "pulpy", but he's having just as good a time as you are.
I tried to read a work of fiction earlier this year which come highly recommended from somewhere or someone, Lawrence Durrell's Alexandria Quartet. Couldn't get very far. I wish he'd just left a memo or something, so he could bottom line it for me.
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