It took me a while, but I finally purchased a new or mint copy of the Mono edition of The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society." The sound of the record is brilliant, but what's more important is the music itself. Clearly a masterpiece, and I think it is at that status due to its powerful images of a world that is a combination of William Makepeace Thackeray, Henry James, and a touch of Oscar Wilde. In other words, it's British, but not the lad England of Oasis but the world of English gentlemen, quiet pubs, and great inner depression. Perhaps there is a touch of the Angry Young Men movement as well. It's a shame that this album was never turned into a musical in London's West End. There is no narrative, but one can quickly write the 'book' and make this an instant classic, just due to the excellence of the songs.
I originally bought this album in the time of its original release in 1968. I have been a somewhat consistent Kinks fan, but life in Los Angeles didn't always allow an easy route to purchase a Kinks album, even though they were on Reprise Records in America. For one, they dropped out of the press or TV appearances, and for about six months, I totally forgot that they even existed. I came upon this album when I lived in Topanga Canyon, and I felt like a prisoner in that area of the world. "Village Green" unknown to me at the point of purchase, exposed me to another prison, but one in Merryland England. My sense of alienation perfectly fitted the mood of this Kinks' album. When I got home with the record and put it on my turntable, I think I felt tears from my eyes. I never had a record that encouraged such an emotional response before. It wasn't sadness exactly, but more of the fact that I too felt I lived in a village, and there is something rotten in that neighborhood.
Also, this is very much music made by and for Dandies. I like the cover, but I feel that it should have been a painting portrait of The Kinks, perhaps in oil, or even an image of Francis Bacon at the very least. Still, over the years I have purchased this album in every format possible, and it was until very recently I bought the Mono mix of "Village Green." For my ears, it sounds more punchy and forceful, and therefore I prefer the Mono to the stereo mix. Not one wrong musical moment on this record, it's perfection as an art form, with the band performing this delicate music as an oil painting or perhaps building the village as a sculpture. One of the remarkable albums from the 20th-century.
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