Love the Kinks. Last night on the TV, I caught a rare video of Celluloid Heroes played live in Providence, RI in the seventies... The crowd was hilarious... Burnouts in flannel and jeans, bad hair, thick glasses, smoking up... Reminds of good times at concerts before the pat-downs and metal detectors.
From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar,
When the dawn begins to crack.
It's all part of my autumn almanac.
Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow,
So I sweep them in my sack.
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
You just don't get the quality of these lyrics anymore.