Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Picture Book ~ Alison on the Radio

When Alison was small, she liked to sing along in the car, especially with the Kinks and The Moody Blues. Occasionally, she didn't like to sing along. I earned a strange look when I performed the final verse of Days Of Future Passed called Late Lament that went like this:

Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight
Red is grey and yellow, white,
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion?

If we were driving somewhere and Alison heard the words, "Breathe deep..." in the backseat of the car, in the rear view mirror I saw her eyebrows fly up and her mouth screw to the side. She was not pleased. On the other hand, she enjoyed singing along with Ray Davies on Shepherds of the Nation from Preservation Act 2. That song goes like this:

Down with sex and sin, Down with pot, heroin.
Down with pornography, Down with lust.
Down with vice lechery and debauchery.We are the new centurians. Shepherds of the nations. Well keep on our guard, For sin and degradation.
We are the national guard, Against filth and depravity,
Perversion and vulgarity, Homosexuality.
Keep it clean.

Not the best five year old sing a long number, but Alison turned out bright, so I never needed to explain the context of the song’s lyrics in the concept album. We played lots of Kinks songs on the radio show. Alison was a great guest, it was a terrific night. We gave Ray Davies and the Kinks their rightful dues. Here is the link to the show if you’d like to hear it; all the photos from the show are up on Facebook. Thank you, to all our friends who came down to Giovanna's to listen to us gab, and everyone listening at home. Thank you, Divino, for a dynamite party.


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