March 4th, 2008

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I'm finding ways of getting excited for London, one of which was to look up our swanky hotel; another was to find a bitchin' London subway map (a cousin of this fantastic NYC subway map) which seems to indicate that we are on the best tube line in the whole friggin' city; all the places we want to hit are on our line.  (The Piccadilly line, for those in the know.) 

My Kinks CDs just arrived, as did a DS game for the plane.  Woo-hoo!

It's startlingly warm out today, but also overcast and rainy, so nobody wins.  Kath is out tonight and I'm debating whether or not to imbibe at a local bar.   My GI situation has been brutal over the last week; most likely it's nerves about the trip, but still.  Alcohol soothes nerves, but fucks up my system the following day. 

Speaking of alcohol, did I mention that Kath is now into single-malt scotch?  This is a fantastic development.  Not only that, but she happened to find a bottle of Glenlivet in our liquor cabinet that I'd totally forgotten about; I'd been meaning to buy a bottle, and now I don't have to. 
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My mom was a music teacher here in NYC in the early 1970s, before I was born, and she tells a story of how one of her students came up to her excitedly and said "Did you know Paul McCartney was in a band before Wings?"

I bring this up because tonight I am having my first real experience listening to The Kinks - not in compilation form or as part of Wes Anderson soundtracks, but in context, in album form - and I'm feeling a bit sheepish at having been so incredibly ignorant for all these 32 years. 

I listened to "Lola v. Powerman..." at work this afternoon, because I was desperate to hear "Powerman" again, and as a result I was utterly blindsided by "Strangers", "The Contenders", "Got To Be Free".  Earlier tonight I was listening to "Arthur..." and finally heard "Shangri-La" in its proper context, as well as "Victoria" and the startlingly San Fransiscan "Australia"... and now I'm listening to "Village Green Preservation Society" and am just getting my brain's ass kicked left and right. 

When it comes to The Kinks, everyone pretty much just talks about Ray and Dave, but does anybody talk about the rhythm section?  Holy Christ.  It could be argued that one of the reasons why The Kinks remain so friggin' awesome 40 years later is because they groove so incredibly well.  These songs are impeccably arranged and they just feel so right.  Charm and wit aside, as a band, they are absolutely top-notch.

But enough about me telling you what you already know.  I just wanted to say that I GET IT NOW.