-Once upon a time there was a room in a house called The Front Room. It was so named because it was at the front of the house, by the street. It was reserved for special occations: Christmas parties, wedding receptions, birthdays, christenings and funerals all took place in the front room. Important visitors were always shown into it. It was also teh official sickroom when there was an illness serious enough to call a doctor to the house. The sick person was moved down from one of the upstairs beedrooms to the front room. Guests slept there. People laughed, cried there. My siters courted their boyfriends there. Every special time and occasion was celebrated in the front room. The first time that I, Raymond Douglas, saw David Russell, my baby brother, was in the front room just after he had been born... years later I sat down in the front room and started to write a song on the old upright. I thumped out these crude fifths with my left hand, and Little Richard style eight note chops with my right. I thought of a melody to go with the phrase: -Yeah, you really got me going, you got me so I don't know what I'm doing.... |
RAY DAVIES
The Storyteller (EMI) © 1998 1 tim 14 min 6(5) Ray Davies åker runt världen just nu på egen hand med
en show som är en blandning av berättelser från hans egen självbiografiska bok X-Ray
(1994) och mer eller mindre kända Kinks-låtar. |