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Monday, May 25, 2015

To the Bone by the Kinks

Today I was driving home and I was listening to a CD on the stereo in the car. It sounded great, and reminded me of how much I miss that quality sound that comes from the CD format. 

In the age of the MP3, where everything is compressed and comes out of the tiny speakers on the computer, or the step up purchased speakers, or the headphones, or the ear buds, to hear a CD was just spectacular.

I miss the sound, the crisp sound. Every format has its charm. The tapes- cassette and 4 track and 8 track and cassette- and that ....... sssssss..... then thumpa thumpa thumpa as the leader runs over the tape heads. There is nothing else like it.

Ah, and then there is the Phonograph. The record player. The turntable. 

The record...... all variations from 33 RPM to 78 RPM all have a unique sonic quality. The beauty of the sound can't be denied.

Today's dish- the platter if you will, is almost a sad lament to the yesteryear, the tune on the record that is so perfect that it is an homage to another person altogether. 

To the Bone, a late entry to the spectacular Kinks output. A stand alone song, almost a single track, if such a thing truly existed when the song came out on the Kinks final album (1994). The track appeared only on the US release (1996), and it's a stunner.






To The Bone (Ray Davies)

In the back of a record rack
There's a old double pack
Twelve inches and black
With an old crumpled cover
But every track is stacked

And it takes me back
To the one who caused this melancholy mood
And every single groove
Cuts me to the bone
Yeah, she rocks me to the bone

I took her back to my bachelor flat
While the stereo played for two
She unwrapped her gift
And played me a riff
And said, "this old record was just made for you"

Then we danced to songs of passion and
The singer's velvet tones
On the gramaphone
While the record played
She rocks me to the bone
Knocks me to the bone

Those those rock n' roll romantic songs
Played all summer long
And she rocks me to the bone
Knocks me to the bone.

Yeah, she rocks me to the bone
Yeah, she rocks me to the bone

In dreams she's smiling in slow motion
Devouring all of my emotion
Angels singing rock 'n' roll
While demons take away my soul

Voices sound, her image fades
Every time that record plays
She rocks me to the bone
Knocks me to the bone

In my back room there's an old 45
That we played all summer long
Shakin the beams so loud it covered up the screams
When lover's harmony went oh so wrong

And in every word emotion is torn
And blood flows down the drain
Like she opened up a vein
And cut me to the bone
Yeah, she rocks me to the bone

And now i'm just a prisoner
In that stereo Hi-Fi jail
The needle pierced just like a nail
As she rocks me to the bone
Knocks me to the bone

Do do do do do do do
She rocks me to the bone

Yeah, she rocks me to the bone
Yeah, she rocks me to the bone

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