perfect songs hidden in the back of an album, sadly
or abandoned over time ...
... today, the days of Kirsty.
In 1968, The Kinks published a single one of my favorite songs: "Days" . But top of all the songs I've heard in my life.
Actually I did not know her by the original Ray Davies and his band. My first contact with this issue was due to the great Kirsty MacColl version included in your precious "Kite" in 1989. Kirsty had been made known to the global world with a beautiful duet with The Pogues entitled "Fairytale of New York" , and its status as the wife of one of the producers of fashion of the time, Steve Lillywhite , led him to appear in the credits of albums of Talking Heads or The Smiths , as a showgirl.
"Kite" is a spectacular album and features collaborations with Johnny Marr and David Gilmour, and even contains a very good version of "You Just Have not Earned It Yet, Baby" , the compilation American band of Morrissey and Marr. And of course, is produced by her husband.
I love the version of Kirsty makes "Days" , I love his voice and I love the sound of that album. A theme of those that are right for the day. A text sad, even bitter, that reaches into the positive of things through a beautiful melody, which takes power to each compass, and reaches a vast explosion of joy. A very contradiction Ray Davies and his unique universe and vindicated.
I love this song. Is that I am among those who think that nothing is forever, but compensates enjoy the good times, and record them in memory to remember them when they are no longer with the same excitement the first day.
Thank you for the day.
Those endless days, those sacred days
me gave.
remember those days.
not forget even one, believe me. Bendigo
light illuminates you, believe me.
And while you're gone,
're with me every day, believe me.
Days I'll remember all my life,
days when you could not distinguish the bad from the good.
You took my life,
but even then I knew I would leave soon.
But okay, now
this world scares me, believe me.
Hopefully today could be tomorrow.
The night is dark and only brings pain.
Thanks
for days.
Those endless days,
those sacred days you gave me.
remember those days.
not forget even one, believe me.
Days I'll remember all my life,
days when you could not distinguish the bad from the good.
You took my life,
but even then I knew I would leave soon.
But okay, now
this world scares me, believe me.
Thank you for the day.
Those endless days,
those sacred days you gave me.
remember those days.
not forget even one, believe me.
bless the light that shines in you, believe me.
And while you're gone
're with me every day, believe me.
(and thanks to my friend Isabel, me has translated for the occasion)
And of course, this time also I refuse to recover the original.
"Days." The Kinks. TV Show. 1969
