Iâ€™ll tell you what, next to The Clash, my favorite group of all time just might be The Kinks. Not because every album (or every song on most albums) is a gem, because the band has sure had their clunkers. But because those albums and songs that did hit, stayed with me.
The first cassette I ever owned was â€œMisfits.â€ It was a birthday present, and at the time, â€œLow Budgetâ€ was a mash hit, and that was the one Iâ€™d asked for. So I was sad to see Ray Daviesâ€™ warped face on the cover, instead of the high-heeled painted-toenail of a ladyâ€™s foot. But I gave it a chance. From the opening notes of the album, the wistful rain of guitar notes before the drums kick in on the title track, I was hooked. I played it until I could hear the other side through the tape. Then I bought the CD. Then the import version came available, and I bought that.
With so much product on the market these days, itâ€™s tough for albums to have shelf-life. But for me, there are many Kinks albums that I still listen to, end-to-end, on a regular basis. I even prefer the records from their more commercial phase, in the late â€˜70s to the mid â€˜80s, to some of their more â€œclassic,â€ earlier albums. But thereâ€™s so many great ones. Their first, eponymous record, Village Green Preservation Society, Schoolboys in Disgrace, Low Budget, Give the People What They Want . . . Even their relatively recent double album, To The Bone, is great. So, the Kinks need a post.