The Rain Reposted With A Bob Klein Original Picture by Iman Lababedi

I posted this yesterday and I am reposting because Rock NYC’s fave photographer Bob Klein has allowed us to use this beautiful photograph from his collection.

Taken on a cobbled street in Bratislava on the outskirts of Germany, there is a timelessness about the rainy afternoon offset by the umbrella. It captures a mood of intense melancholy and aloneness.

What I love most about Klein’s work is how intensely personal and yet universal it is. When he is at his best you can look at his picture and see the man.

Here is the post from yesterday, ps it’s raining harder today:

Rainy Days And Mondays – The Carpenters – Got Karen down, of course. Even when Karen was cheerful she never descendd to musak because she always seemed to be holding back a tidal wave of pain. And never more than on this masterpiece. Richard’s orchestration just aches downwards, her voice soars upwards, the strings point downwards and the sax solo seems to be floating in air. “Hanging around, nothing to do but frown…” I wonder what Karen would have made of today?

Rainy Day Women #12 and #35 – This hasn’t worn all that well, the “must get stoned” punchline is kinda dumb, but the opening, a sorta st. louis funeral march which seems to stagger all over the place is allowed to take center stage.

Raining In My Heart – Buddy Holly – In which Holly grows up. The orchestration is a pure pop confection, and Holly, for all the hiccup and sigh, doesn’t seem quite sincere. It took the rest of the world years to catch up with this.

Rain – The Beatles – When macca goes swanking around saying he was the avant garde pop-artist of the Beatles while Lennon was not enjoying married bliss in suburbia with Cynthia, all you have to do is spin this B – Side to see exactly who was doing what. Lennon’s ode to a Krishnaism (everything is “just a state of mind”) is one step away from Jungism -where every reality is consensual.

It Never Rains In California – Albert Hammond – The Strokes kids papa had this one smasherino about failing to make it big on the West Coast. The punchline: “it pours”

Come Rain Or Come Shine – Judy Garland – Have you heard her wail through this one at the live At Carnegie Hall. You can’t help believe Judy and therein lies the tragedy.


Early Morning Rain – Gordon Lightfoot – Another travelling song. It sounds like how you feel when you are going back to boarding school from home and it is 530am in the morning and you feel a tug of nostalgia and a need to leave.

Who’ll Stop The Rain – Creedence Clearwater Revival – There is a reason John Fogerty is an asshole -it’s because he got screwed out of the royalties for writing songs like this, and then they stole his band name as well, and toured as CCR. The rain never stops… the title of this post comes from a song in Shakespeare’s “Twelfth Night”

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