In the seventies The Kinks made a bunch of theatre records. Musicals whatever. After a while this constant barrage of concept records did my head in. Here was my favourite band in the world banging the nails into their coffin. It started off alright. I was a fan of Preservation Act 2 and Soap Opera but in the long run it all got too much and paled before their sixties stuff. However contained in those albums are some real gems. Sweet Lady Genevieve was the one great song on Preservation Act 1. It's up there with his best but is largely forgotten because it was buried here.
It always reminds me to of my first girlfriend Gwenda. I guess the names were quite similar. very medieval. I say girlfriend but I think that was mostly on my side. When she told me that we weren't really going out because she was too busy with school and we were hanging out and having fun but let's not get serious. Youch! She happened to drop me straight after this particularly nasty haircut where they made me look like Dave Hill out of Slade if he had wavy hair. I always blamed the haircut.
In the end it was just terminology. We weren't boyfriend and girlfriend but we still hung out like normal and did all the same things. Until I found a new girlfriend. This was a strange new world I was heading into. Teenage Wildlife.
Once under a scarlet sky I told you never ending lies,
But they were the words of a drunken vagabond
Who knew very well he would break your heart before long
Oh forgive me Genevieve.
But they were the words of a drunken vagabond
Who knew very well he would break your heart before long
Oh forgive me Genevieve.
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