‘The golden age of The Kinks
begins more or less here.’
Face To Face (1966)
by The Kinks
by The Kinks
It isn’t easy picking an underrated album by The Kinks
because, apart from The Kinks Are The
Village Green Preservation Society (1968),
which has, over the years, gradually acquired classic status and been accorded
the deluxe reissue treatment, all of
their albums might be described as underrated. I struggled, for instance,
to choose between Face To Face, Something
Else By The Kinks (1967), Arthur (1969) and Muswell Hillbillies (1971). The reason Face To Face won out for me was because it is a key transitional
album for the band and, song for song, one of their strongest sets after Village Green.
I think Kinks albums are underrated due to the perception,
even amongst many serious music fans, that they were a singles act. Certainly, that seemed to be the opinion of the UK
record-buying public by the mid-1960s because, although Face To Face reached # 12 and stayed on the chart for nearly three
months, its overall sales were disappointing. The follow-up, Something Else fared even worse,
spending just a fortnight on the chart and peaking at only # 35. It would,
remarkably, be the last time, barring compilations, that a Kinks album appeared
on the British chart. Given their reputation as one of the all-time great
bands, it’s strange to reflect that only 5 of their 24 studio albums ever charted in their
homeland. But then, even during their glory years, certain great Kinks singles
like ‘Mr. Pleasant’, ‘Shangri-La’ and ‘Celluloid Heroes’ also failed to chart
at all.
The Kinks were the first of that fabulous triumvirate of
working-class ‘Mod’ bands*1 from London
to make it big (the others being The Who and The Small Faces). Led by Ray
Davies, one of the very best songwriters of his generation, The Kinks started
off by pretty much inventing Heavy Rock with singles like ‘You Really Got Me’,
‘All Day And All Of The Night’ and ‘’Til The End Of The Day’. With songs like
‘Tired Of Waiting’ and ‘Set Me Free’, they were also early exponents of the
Power Ballad. Meanwhile, with the shimmering strangeness of ‘See My Friends’,
they, along with The Beatles and The Yardbirds, pioneered the period’s
fascination with the East and, in particular, the hypnotic drones of Indian
music.
Ray, Mick, Dave & Pete c. 1966 |
Ray Davies though, had not finished breaking new ground and,
ahead of Face To Face, had begun
creating the sharp slices of social commentary for which he is most revered. ‘A
Well Respected Man’ and ‘Dedicated Follower Of Fashion’ point the way forward
to a very different kinda Kinks and the style of song that came to define
them.
The earlier Kinks material had been all about beat and
rhythm and sheer power, with lyrics simple to the point of monosyllabism. By
1966, however, melody had taken over and the vocabulary of their songs had
rapidly expanded. There was also a growing desire amongst the more imaginative
pop musicians to produce LPs as artistic statements rather than the casual
hotchpotch of songs that was then more or less the norm. Bob Dylan and The
Beatles were spearheading this movement and, with Rubber Soul, released at the end of 1965, and Revolver, which came out
just ahead of Face To Face, The
Beatles were also demonstrating how the recording studio could be a more
colourfully creative environment.
Although the Kinks album stands up well today, it can also
be seen very much as a record of its time – it certainly comes dressed in the
styles of the day. The front cover painting has a stream of butterflies
fluttering into the foreground from the top of some groovy hipster’s head,
whilst the back has one of those publicist’s sleeve notes that were in vogue at
the time and which attempts to be arty and witty without succeeding on either
count. With its warm, analogue, four-track mono sound, the record was the
fourth and last of their albums to be produced by Shel Talmy before Ray Davies
himself took over in the studio. It was also the first album to feature entirely
original material by Ray.
1966 was a difficult year for The Kinks. As well as having
to cope with their perennial management problems, Ray suffered what was
described as a ‘nervous breakdown’ which led to him being replaced by Mick
Grace*2 for a tour of Belgium, and bassist Pete Quaife broke a leg and
temporarily left the band, to be replaced by John Dalton*3 You can hear the
strain in Ray’s voice – always a dry,
fragile instrument – which sounds quite rough around the edges on some of Face To Face.
The fruity tones of Grenville Collins, one of the band’s
managers, opens the album, answering a telephone on ‘Party Line’, a bouncy
guitar tune about invasion of privacy. It features one of Dave Davies’ occasional
lead vocals and provides a lively, if inconsequential start before ‘Rosie,
Won’t You Please Come Home?’ strums in with its lament for a girl who has flown
the family nest (Rosie Davies, one of the six elder sisters of Ray and Dave had
emigrated to Australia
several years before). It’s a more complex song, underpinned, as are so many
Kinks songs from the ‘60s, by their distinctive rhythm section, and effectively
economical flourishes of guitar. It also features the first of several
appearances by Nicky Hopkins on harpsichord.
Dandy Dave |
The pressures of stardom and the responsibility weighing on
the band’s most creative member is the subject of ‘Too Much On My Mind’, one of
Ray’s loveliest ballads. Considering his recent history at the time, it’s a remarkably
candid song featuring a tinkling acoustic guitar and harpsichord, punctuated by
a repeated bass slide.
That harpsichord is to the fore on the next track, ‘Session
Man’, with Hopkins playing a baroque run before Ray delivers a withering
put-down of the protagonist who’s ‘not paid to think, just play’ and who
‘always finishes on time / No overtime or favours done’. It’s a cracking tune,
but one wonders what Hopkins – virtually a de facto member of The Kinks in the
studio - made of it – especially as he’s strongly rumoured to be the
inspiration.
The mood darkens with ‘Rainy Day In June’, a great track in
which an apocalyptic storm is described poetically amidst minor chords,
spectral backing vocals, handclaps and dramatic sound-effects of the thunderous
summer downpour which unleashes ‘a demon’ snatching butterflies ‘in its
crinkled hand’. Presumably this was one of the tracks Ray had in mind when he
complained that he didn’t like the psychedelic album cover and would have
preferred something ‘black and strong, like the sound of the LP, instead of all
those fancy colours’.
‘A House In The Country’*5, which closed the first side of
the LP, reverts to the less interesting style of opener, ‘Party Line’. A wordy,
but one-idea beat song with a bam-bam chorus, it’s about the failure of a
status-symbol property to satisfy its rich, shallow owner who, in reality
‘ain’t gotta home, oh no’. Ray’s singing sounds tired on this and it may have
been better fielded out to his younger brother.
‘Holiday In Waikiki’ is much better. A wry tale of
disillusionment, it features a narrator who wins a holiday in a newspaper
competition, only to find the exotic resort ‘commercialized’, expensive and
ersatz. Even the hula-hula girl wears a plastic grass skirt and comes from New
York of Greco-Italian parentage. Without ever sounding nearly as accomplished
as their session men, The Kinks yet again demonstrate their knack for getting
all of the right sounds in the right place on this buoyant pop song, with Mick
Avory’s drums captaining the ship.
The swashing surf effects which bookend ‘Holiday’ lead into
‘Most Exclusive Residence for Sale ’,
a song which not only recalls the scenario of ‘A House In The Country’, but
acts as a precursor for ‘Sunny Afternoon’ later on. This time a man who ‘made
good…hit the hard times and had to sell out’. A somewhat more sympathetic
character than that in ‘House’, we’re told that:-
‘Because he had
a heart and not a head
He spent it all
on girls and fancy jewellery
Then he found
himself in front of a judge and jury.’
Ray is on his best laconic crooning form here and the
booming guitar riff and mocking ‘bah-bah-bah-bah’ backing vocals create an
entertainingly tragicomic picture of a hero who ‘soaked away all of his
troubles and let them drown’.
The tone and tempo are then suddenly arrested by ‘Fancy’ –
for me, one of the highlights of the album and, indeed, of the Kinks’ classic
period. A close relative of ‘See My Friends’, it begins with a glistening
twelve-string guitar, then picks up a repeated sliding bass note and Ray’s
droning vocal (one of his best on the record). Halfway through, urgent
down-strokes bring in a pattering tabla*6 as Dave’s six-string emerges, eventually
hitting high notes at the end as the bass note, enormously compressed and
sustained, melts into the fade. It’s not so much Indian as other-worldly…
The words to ‘Fancy’, sparse and awkward on paper, work
wonderfully well in the mysterious sonic haze of the record. Ray’s own attempts
to explain the song have been vague but the phrase’, ‘No-one can penetrate me’
seems to have psychological rather than sexual significance. No such
abstruseness clouds ‘Little Miss Queen Of Darkness’, a neat mid-tempo song
about a discotheque dolly-bird who disguises a broken heart by losing herself
in dancing. It is enhanced by subtle guitars and a totally unexpected,
echo-laden, but musically interesting drum solo (and I don’t know of too many
of those…).
‘You’re Lookin’ Fine’ is a fairly straightforward blues
work-out which doesn’t go much further lyrically than its title suggests. It’s
a bracing couple of minutes though, and at least gives Dave a chance to shine
with his only real solo of the album. It’s followed by one of The Kinks’ best
loved and most heard songs, ‘Sunny Afternoon’, one of the band’s three UK # 1
singles - and on the chart throughout England’s World Cup winning summer.
Too much on Ray's mind? |
‘My girlfriend’s run off with my car
And gone back to her ma and pa,
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty
Now I’m sitting here
Sipping at my ice-cold beer
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.’
The album ends anti-climactically with ‘I’ll Remember’, a
wistful lost-love power ballad recorded nearly six months before the Face to Face sessions. One wonders why
other superior songs from the period such as b-sides like ‘I’m Not Like
Everybody Else’ and ‘Big Black Smoke’; and ‘End Of The Season’ (which ended up
on Something Else) weren’t preferred
in the final programme*9.
The first of these, defiantly roared out by Dave, would have
fitted into the album’s identity-crisis theme well – as would the second, with
its tale of a country girl who runs away to London only to succumb to what Dylan Thomas
called ‘capital punishment’. The third, another poor little rich boy’s
Cowardesque lament for the girlfriend who’s flown abroad for the winter,
leaving him behind, wailing ‘Now Labour’s in, I have no place to go’, would
also have complimented the record’s satirizing of the British class
system.
Face To Face is an
album whose writer and characters, be they first or third person, gaze
critically beneath the constructs of self and society. From now on, the songs
of Ray Davies would focus on family, friends, the industry he worked in, and
the world at large. Songs of ‘social commentary’, yes - but all presented
through the peculiar prism of his own personality. The golden age of The Kinks
begins more or less here.
N. B.
In 2011, I wrote a poem about Ray Davies called Old Ray after watching a BBC Imagine documentary about him. If you'd like to read the poem, it can be found in the POETRY CORNER top tab on the home page of this blog - click on the tab, scroll down to the list of poems and click on Old Ray.
*1 – To
pigeon-hole such great bands as ‘Mod’, is of course, to diminish their
achievements; The Kinks, The Who and The Small Faces were all so much more than
that – but, until about 1967, they were all known as ‘Mod’ groups.
*2 - Mick Grace, plucked from a London band called The Cockneys, shared lead
vocals with Dave Davies on the Belgian tour, before sinking back into
obscurity, much like one Jimmy Nichol, who famously – and forgettably – replaced
a sick Ringo on several Beatles gigs during a 1964 world tour.
*3 – ‘Little Miss
Queen Of Darkness’ was the only Face To Face
track on which John Dalton, formerly of Mod outfit The Creation, played bass, although he is also on ‘Dead End
Street’. He permanently replaced Quaife between 1969-76.
*4 - ‘Dandy’ was a ‘turn-table hit’ in the UK by
anachronistic radio star, Clinton Ford, but the cover by Herman’s Hermits, at
the peak of their success in the US and Canada, had a bona-fide hit Stateside. As you’d expect, it’s a rather anodyne version made even worse by
the addition of a twee string arrangement.
*5 – Ray Davies moved to a country house himself around this
time, but quickly became homesick and returned to London . The song was a minor hit for The
Pretty Things.
*6 – I’m guessing about there being a tabla on ‘Fancy’ – it
might be someone hitting cardboard boxes, for all I know.
*7 – A word here about the highly distinctive use of backing
vocals on Kinks records such as ‘Sunny Afternoon’. Usually some combination of
Dave, Pete Quaife, Rasa (Ray’s first wife) and Ray himself, the effects created
are more than merely harmonious and add mood, wit and eloquence to the songs.
*8 – ‘Those Lazy-Hazy-Crazy Days Of Summer’ was the title
track of a 1963 album by Nat King Cole.
*9 – Ray Davies originally had the idea that all of the
tracks on Face To Face would be
blended together by sound-effects such as the ringing phone on ‘Party Line’,
the storm on ‘Rainy Day In June’ and the waves on ‘Holiday In Waikiki’. Had
they been included on the album, there would also have been the pealing church
bells on ‘Big Black Smoke’ and the birdsong on ‘End Of The Season’. Sadly,
nothing came of the idea but, had it come off, it would have predated The
Beatles’ famously segued Sgt. Pepper (1967)
by some seven months…
C. IGR 2013
Very nice review! Face to Face has always held a deep fascination for me, it's such a unique snapshot of this very short-lived period in 1966 when pop music was coming to matter. The first fruits of Ray's supernova-like development as an inspired and prolific songwriter are captured here - remember only Dylan was filling albums with entirely original, high quality material at this time (I don't count the team of Lennon-McCartney), with a surplus of great tracks to spare. I remember in the late 70's, when this album was long out of print, searching far and wide for a copy, until I finally found an import in 1981.
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