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Post by rose on May 12, 2007 7:15:26 GMT -5
but.....don't forget to dance!
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Post by Smiley on May 14, 2007 7:12:39 GMT -5
Come Dancing -- Days -- Waterloo Sunset
I Go To Sleep in Sheffield last night! 'ello to all! Having a great time -- despite the cold rainy English weather!
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Post by guinevere on May 14, 2007 7:24:14 GMT -5
Wot? That's the reason people come to this country, for the beautiful rain! ;D
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Post by HollyH on May 14, 2007 7:30:05 GMT -5
I wouldn't complain about the rain. I Go To Sleep...wonderful!!!
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Post by guinevere on May 14, 2007 10:41:30 GMT -5
Been there, heard it .....
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Post by rose on May 14, 2007 14:53:47 GMT -5
Come Dancing -- Days -- Waterloo Sunset I Go To Sleep in Sheffield last night! 'ello to all! Having a great time -- despite the cold rainy English weather!
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Post by rose on May 14, 2007 14:54:56 GMT -5
WHERE's FRANK???
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Post by franklima on May 14, 2007 23:15:48 GMT -5
My special love goes out to Olga, and Jayne from London for their friendship and hospitality, and my UK London Crow twin brother the one and only BLAMO/Tone Tony who tried to kill me but all in good fun ( details of events top secret though SSSShhhh ) and of course to my two very dear and special friends Princess Marina and NoisyRoom who I love to death and who not only make being a KinKs fan all worthwhile but being friends too. We ( Andrea and I ) had a blast in the U.K. with all you guys. and let me not forget my buddy Bruce McQueen the man who gave me the El-KaBong nickname and who won me a bet by showing up like I knew he would last minute in London! ( without his guitar though ) Also love to Christine from Scotland, Julia from the UK, , Inaki,& Mr Lennie and Luis from Spain, Nancy B, Mick Avory, & Ian Gibbons, Ray & Ron Lanchshiere from Scotland, Elena my old friend from Valley Stream,NY now living in London, Marjaorie Emms from The West Coast, all the guys in Ray's band and his road crew, & Karin and this is to name only but a few of the great people I met over there, some that I knew and have met before, some that only I have heard of or they of me but never met before but they all were wonderful people. To anyone I left out that I met I'm sorry...it was kind of overwhelming meeting so many great people in such a short time...can't wait to do it again though, hopefully someplace cheaper than London though next time! and one last and important thanks goes to Ray and not just for the past week in the U.K. but for everything over the years! You really are not like everybody else. I love you... I said it before and I'll say it again, KinKs Fans are the best and not like everybody else.... FranK more details of the events to come and probably pictures too will appear somewhere ( at least the ones we're allowed to show!!! )
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Post by mrlennie on May 14, 2007 23:56:02 GMT -5
It was really nice to meet you, Frank (and Andrea of course). And you are right - Ray is second to no one
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Post by blamo on May 15, 2007 15:22:23 GMT -5
;D good that everyone had a blast and i got to speak to hooley on the fone too HAPPY DAZE schhhhhhhhh crows nearly captured by strange monks HAHAHAHHAA cheers to everyone i met up with TOP BUNCH
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Post by rose on May 15, 2007 20:41:38 GMT -5
MANCHESTER EVENING NEWSRay Davies @ Bridgewater HallPaul Taylor 15/ 5/2007 14/05/07 NOT for the first time in the evening, Ray Davies urged us to sing along lustily as he struck up A Well Respected Man. Perhaps he was trying it on for size as a replacement for the National Anthem. For as a summation of the darker side of the Englishness of his youth – the hypocrisy, the repression – it was right on the money. And before anyone suggests they don’t write ‘em like that any more, Davies still does. Next Door Neighbour, from last year’s Other People’s Lives album, is a similarly quaint expression of the pressure cooker emotions of suburbia. His ability to take the pulse of merry old England and render the result in songs you would want to sing around the old Joanna is undimmed. A touchstone for Britpop in the 1990s, Davies now seems relevant all over again as pop turns to kitchen sink drama and the minutiae of English life with the likes of Arctic Monkeys, Lily Allen and second-time-round Britpopper Damon Albarn with The Good, The Bad and The Queen. Wistful At 62, Davies is reinvigorated. In place of the wistful character we saw at the turn of the millennium in his “storyteller” era, we have a rocker with noisy band in tow, but also with seemingly fond memories of “my old band” The Kinks. So full of the joys of life was the gangly Davies that he burst into giggles even as he explained how one song was written “while I was recovering from gunshot wounds” after a mugging in New Orleans. Just about all the nostalgia-drenched gems you’d want to hear were in there – Come Dancing, Village Green, Sunny Afternoon, Tired Of Waiting For You, You Really Got Me, Lola and, still sounding like the blueprint for punk, All Day And All Of The Night. He took his leave with Waterloo Sunset but not before bidding us to “go home, have a cup of Horlicks and go to bed”. How very English.
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Post by lemon on May 16, 2007 7:15:26 GMT -5
Great review! ;D ;D ;D.
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Post by rose on Jun 1, 2007 17:49:39 GMT -5
From Dave Emlen's site via a Bristol paper: A LEGEND IS BORN AGAIN 10:40 - 29 May 2007 Ray Davies: Colston HallIT was the perfect opener, still the keynote of Ray Davies' performance after more than 40 years. From way back in 1966 came a resplendent I'm Not Like Everybody Else - and nor is he still. He had started as he meant to go on. So much so I wondered if the energy level could be sustained for a 63-year-old. Next up was Where Have All The Good Times Gone? "I wrote that when I was 20!" Already, the reception from last night's capacity crowd was ecstatic and things were veering dangerously towards a "sing-along-a-Ray" format, gleefully encouraged by the man himself. But we were saved, for then came the glorious After The Fall from last year's Other People's Lives album, Ray's first work in decades to compare in stature to the Kinks' greatest from the Sixties and early Seventies. With that the pattern of the two-hour show was established. There was scarcely a hit that wasn't joyfully included - although Ray self-effacingly had to be reassured by the audience that they still wanted to "hear this stuff" - yet the old numbers were interspersed with moments of reflection and poignancy delivered in new songs. For example, A Long Way From Home, dedicated to Ray's absent brother Dave, the heart-tugging Imaginary Man from an album due out later this year, a song seemingly dedicated to himself, and an oozingly atmospheric Lonesome Train, again from the last album. Marred only by a thunderous bass guitar positioned far too high in the mix, Ray piled up the classics without qualms, mixing nostalgia with celebration: "These songs are part of my life, and I hope they're part of yours too." Indeed they are. Celluloid Heroes was haunting and Come Dancing exuberant. The liveliest material, including All Day And All Of The Night and Lola, was put across with conviction. When the Kinks first played the Colston Hall, the toilets were their dressing room, Ray informed us. "One day...," he thought at the time, and that day, of course, came around, reflected last night in a plaintive rendition of Days in which Ray seemed to be directly addressing the fans who have stuck with him through the years. On the wings of Other People's Lives, and his upbeat approach, Ray seems to be undergoing a musical rebirth. Waterloo Sunset was kept until the last, setting the seal on a show which had proved we had been in the presence of a legend.
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