Death suits the Kinks, a band both younger at first and older in the middle, than they were, very well. We’ve missed em for years and years and years anyway.
That’s what Nessing’s era by era reviews was about.
It’s not that they were special in an “Victoria” UK manner, so were the Jam, so were Blur, it is that they were special in an auntumn almancy time is pasing and we are already 27 years old manner. They were the ticking of the clock, the passing of an era, the post-WWII where the past seemed lost, where the UK was neither U nor K.
And so with the death of Pete Quailfe, the Kinks bassist for the golden years, there is no REAL Kinks reunion available.
My brother-in-law died a coupla years and over and above anything else, I felt what was lost to me was his memories of me.
Among the things that are lost to us is how it felt to part of the rhythm section that moved “You’ve Really Got Me”.
We lose ourselves with every passing day.