#678: 1972, Lou Reed, Walk On The Wild Side

by Ray_North on April 25, 2013

Ah yes, Ray North is back. After four extremely relaxing and hugely enjoyable kid-free days in Naples with Mrs North and a few buddies I am back home in dear old Blighty.

How did I find Naples?

Well, Naples was dirty, frenetic and lively. It is the type of place where you feel you could easily wander down the wrong laundry festooned, moped whizzing backstreet and find yourself in a knife fight with a couple of local lads. It is a place of graffiti strewn walls and shrines that pop up in the oddest places. The sound is traffic and the smell is sweat and petrol. In short – this was my kind of place.

I would have liked to give you a story of finding a cellar disco and dancing until the early hours to a song that I just then had to select as my STLAS, but, alas, the DJs played Will.I.Am, whilst the music of the bars and restaurants was of the ‘Tony Bennet’ variety.

So, when I considered what song I could pick tonight I thought what album or song best sums up Naples and Lou Reed’s Transformer came immediately to mind – a dirty needle of an album, that leaves you feeling like you need a good scrub after listening to it, but, nevertheless an exciting, nay exhilarating piece of work that does stand the test of time. And from this great album, Walk On The Wild Side sums up my thoughts about Naples perfectly – a dark journey into a dark place where just about anything can happen.

Arrivederci Napoli!

{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

Charlie_East_West April 25, 2013 at 8:11 pm

Welcome back Ray!
I half expected you to go native and release a Napoli album trilogy.


George_East April 25, 2013 at 10:00 pm

My abiding memories of Naples: dirt, bonkers traffic and the finest pizza known to man.


Charlie East-West April 26, 2013 at 8:49 am

And pictures of Maradona everywhere…


Eddie Kaye April 26, 2013 at 11:14 am

My only experience of Naples (or more to the point Neapolitans) was 400 miles away, in Bologna, at 3am after driving there from Piza, trying to sleep in a hotel in the student quarter, and being woken up by some happy Napoli fans chanting ‘Napoli Napoli Napoli’ for 15 minutes on end. I remember thinking – I must go there some time!


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