That’s the Kinks, from 1966. They’re an odd and wonderful outfit. In some ways, they’re the proto-Steely Dan. Don’t get me wrong; the music they’re making has nothing much in common with Fagen and Becker, but they had the same knack for composing lyrics that had never been heard before, and would never be uttered by anyone else afterward. Delightfully misanthropic and wry.
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A Man Who Has Nothing In Particular To Recommend Him Discusses All Sorts of Subjects at Random as Though He Knew Everything
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They were still kicking ass in 1979. Fox Theatre.