Comments on: A happy song, (at last), by The Kinks

By: María

María — Sun, 18 Nov 2007 09:47:23 +0000

I like happy-sad songs better than happy-happy. That’s probably why I found it harder to think of a happy song than a sad song.
With Marah music is pure positive energy, especially live. You find yourself with a huge smile on your face all through the gig. And that’s what I call happiness…

By: Robin

Robin — Sat, 17 Nov 2007 22:47:01 +0000

I’m not entirely sure that Waterloo Sunset is the happiest of happy songs. Damn sure it’s among the greatest of great songs. I’d say it’s way up there with the uplifting in the “happy-sad” genre; those songs that transport you from an apparently dull, mundane , lonely place to somewhere where it all makes sense and everyone around you has been in that dull as dishwater place too.

Kind of like REM’s “Perfect Circle”, the bar in “Cheers” or this song called “Walt Whitman Bridge” by Marah

Got seven dollars to my name
Got sixteen cigarettes somehow I just ain’t smoked yet
Got two shoelaces and two shoes
I should toss ‘em on the telephone wire as a monument to my blues

I’m goin’ down to get a coffee
Gonna mean one less buck
Maybe six will bring me luck
Got a little shake I kept in the fridge
Gonna drink my bean and walk out smoking on the Walt Whitman Bridge

Faraway from these winter streets
On a cloudless day
Your memory
Blows away

Got a leather wallet on a chain
Got a picture of my lover’s lips before they dried up under my kiss
A prayer in my heart I’m too scared to recite
Oughtta toss that stale loaf of words to the birds as a monument to my whole life

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VBHrU3FsLVw

By: Àgueda

Àgueda — Sat, 17 Nov 2007 18:09:14 +0000

I`m a kind of melomaniac,I believe…

I was having a look & I found you`ve written about “Waterloo sunset”,which I love.All Kinks`songs are quite funny,but I specially like a couple of them (”Picture book” & “Lola”).”Lola”`s lyrics are great.If you reed them,you`ll have a laugh…

I met her in a club down in old Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola [lp version:
Coca-cola]
C-o-l-a cola
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said lola
L-o-l-a lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Well Im not the worlds most physical guy
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine
Oh my lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well Im not dumb but I cant understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man
Oh my lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Well we drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said dear boy wont you come home with me
Well Im not the worlds most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola

I pushed her away
I walked to the door
I fell to the floor
I got down on my knees
Then I looked at her and she at me

Well thats the way that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way for my lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
Its a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Well I left home just a week before
And Id never ever kissed a woman before
But lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said dear boy Im gonna make you a man

Well Im not the worlds most masculine man
But I know what I am and Im glad Im a man
And so is lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola