This comes as no surprise that you would like this "gentle homage to English hamlet life and, by extension, to the innocence and idealisation of past times and people."

Leave him alone, he needs his tea and his Paddington dolly and his marmalade.

awwww, you must still be upset about Phil owning you the past few days, and you're taking out your frustrations.

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Well, they'll stone ya when you're trying to be so good,
They'll stone ya just a-like they said they would.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to go home.
Then they'll stone ya when you're there all alone.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

LOL

DJ probably rates those as "brilliant".

All I want to know is which of these albums will make me look sensitive and thoughtful after I spend my weekend watching ass gape vids?

yes, i agree that these lyrics are an awesome way to start off an album.

You really don't understand all the big words either, do you? I actually thought more of you, Dale. I'm saddened and disappointed.

As for "Rainy Day Women", admittedly that's absolute shit, but it's a single song. The rest of that album is embarrassingly bad but probably goes well when you're prancing around a Renaissance fair.

i'm just sayin'. you're shot out of a canon this morning already. jeez dude, relax.

again with the Ren Fair....you sonofbinch. i had your engraved chalice ready to send off to you, but screw that now.

I've been up since 430am with writer's block

I can understand (really, I get it) liking The Beatles over the Stones, or certain albums over certain albums or whatever, but The Kinks soft rock period is so fey it makes me want to.....

wait for it....


Put on some tights and booties and play the lyre at my local Ren Fair.

do you like the stones when Brian Jones was in the band, or only after?

You really can't read can you?

i'm questioning your supposed fear of fey british sounds.

Obviously rock 'n roll music is a serious, manly affair, to be listened to with the straightest of faces while gazing intensely into the bottom of your empty whiskey bottle that has failed to help you forget about the whore who stole all of your money and is still blackmailing you after an all night bender where you wrecked at least 2 cars and probably killed at least 4 people.

The Kinks are for fags. Gay little sissy fags who like art, rainbows, and tea parties and are also at least mildly retarded. Bob Dylan makes smart, serious music for smart, serious people who take life seriously (and are smart). He is the only logical choice for anyone with half a brain and at least a quarter inch of a penis.

Of course any song by even Bob Dylan himself that can't be taken seriously, is absolute garbage, as is the despicable "Rainy Day Women". But we'll forgive him for that due to his otherwise overwhelmingly manly smartness and seriousness. It is also not relevant whether or not anyone considers the album in question, Blonde on Blonde, to be among his best or to be one's "favorite". It only matters that we, as smart, manly men, align ourselves with an artist of a like manner.

Let's never let ourselves become preoccupied with the illusory aspects of rock 'n roll music, such as "melodies", "hooks" or overall "tone" or "sound". What matters is the persona contained within these things, the manly, smart, serious image that we must take upon ourselves in order to be taken seriously as smart, manly men.

slow clap

I voted for Dylan but to disparage the attraction of the this musical "turn" of the Kinks is weak-minded. This was a time of music when "rock" began to access older "popular idioms" in order to deconstruct the relation of pop music to culture. It was done earlier by the Beatles or Stones (c.f. Ruby Tuesday, 1966), but the Kinks were the masters. In truth, Rainy Day Women was exactly this as well.

Thematically VGPS challenged the doctrine of progress and bemoaned the entropy of the human spirit, and the brutalization of modern (mid-century) coporate-determined life. Not too far off from some central ideas in BOB.

Fuck, plinky plinky sometimes is much more powerful than full-throated bombast. Sometimes less is more. Johnny Thunder.

There's still some life left in albums like Aftermath and even Between the Buttons.

As for The Kinks, give me Muswell or give me BLECH.

I was country, when country wasn't cool....

15 mins left.

The following album will move on to the quarterfinals:

Bob Dylan - Blonde On Blonde