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In the pantheon of great bands of the British beat boom, the Kinks seem to occupy a perennial fourth place, just off the medal podium. After the all-embracing musicality of the Beatles, the sexy grooves of the Rolling Stones and the art-school power of the Who, the Kinks don’t even qualify for bronze. A comprehensive five-CD box set of their recordings for the BBC from 1964 to 1994 provides plenty of evidence for why this might be. Captured live in session, the Kinks were often a bit of a mess, with variable timekeeping, dodgy tuning, sloppy harmonies, shabby arrangements and sometimes quite atrocious singing, frequently applied to songs whose conceptual and musical ambitions seem beyond all of their abilities, including their own chief songwriter. For every perfectly observed vignette of English life (Sunny Afternoon, Autumn Almanac) and pithily satirical narrative (Village Green Preservation Society, Dead End Kids) there’s a clunking, unwieldy, elaborate novelty song (Supersonic Rocket Ship, Skin & Bone). The band just aren’t brilliant enough to carry off Davies’s duds.
And yet, Davies’s grand ambitions led him to places few songwriters ever get close to, and when everything fell into place, the Kinks produced a slew of records that still seem untouchable, the very pinnacle of pop as art. His gloriously romantic transsexual singalong Lola might just be the greatest pop record ever made, outrageous, subversive and joyfully irresistible.
They may be a band best appreciated on compilation, although Waterloo Sunset isn’t quite the “Very Best Of” that it claims to be, lacking a definitive version of Victoria and substituting substandard latter-day offerings for perfectly crafted Sixties miniatures like I Go To Sleep and Stop Your Sobbing. It’s an extraordinary album none the less, supplemented by an excellent disc of Davies’s London songs. Driving around with it blasting on my car stereo this past week, there are moments when I have felt utterly connected to the city, infused and enthused by Davies’s love of his municipal muse.
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