Well, Bill, I'd argue that one needs to return to the Kinks every now and then to be reminded how hilarious the scam of life truly is. My heart has never felt especially broken by Davies's lyrics. Quite the reverse. In fact, a few nights ago, I entered a bar, somewhat morose over some recent bad news, and "Waterloo Sunset" was playing, almost knowing that I needed it. Knowing how Davies was trying to bring romance to one of the dodgiest vistas in England, my gloom lifted. Sometimes you need to be told the truth. Sometimes you need be told the fantasy. It all evens out in the end.
Ah, the Kinks. Like a girlfriend I loved and lost, they pop up in my life once in awhile and break my heart all over again.
ReplyDeleteWell, Bill, I'd argue that one needs to return to the Kinks every now and then to be reminded how hilarious the scam of life truly is. My heart has never felt especially broken by Davies's lyrics. Quite the reverse. In fact, a few nights ago, I entered a bar, somewhat morose over some recent bad news, and "Waterloo Sunset" was playing, almost knowing that I needed it. Knowing how Davies was trying to bring romance to one of the dodgiest vistas in England, my gloom lifted. Sometimes you need to be told the truth. Sometimes you need be told the fantasy. It all evens out in the end.
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