#785: 1967, The Velvet Underground, Heroin

by Ray_North on October 27, 2013

There you are, you’re 17- you don’t know much, you don’t know anything really – but, you know this: you know that you want to wear black Ray Ban sunglasses (the plastic ones, not the shite, aviator ones); you know you want to wear a black leather jacket with a black turtle neck jumper underneath and black jeans. You know you want to be cool and play a guitar in a band and have some kind of attitude, though you’ll have to work on that. You know that you want people to think that you go to places, spiritually, intellectually, literally, that would scare them, that would exclude them. You know you want to play in a band.

And why?

The Velvet Underground that’s why. And by the Velvet Underground, of course, I mean Lou Reed. Lou Reed is New York in 1968, Berlin in 1973, he is everything that is dangerous and edgy and dark and a bit mad and very scary and totally, totally, totally rock and roll.

With a sad irony, during our attempts to list our 20 favourite albums of all time this week, The Velvet Underground & Nico (has there ever been a cooler name for a band – no), their eponymous 1967 album came in at number 10.

Thanks Lou.

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Geoff Elliott October 28, 2013 at 10:50 am

Mrs E walked down the aisle to Perfect Day. Nothing more to be said from me.

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Ray_North October 28, 2013 at 1:19 pm

Oh yes, twas a Perfect Day!

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