X-Ray: The Unauthorized Autobiography
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The shocking and edgy memoirs of a dedicated enemy of fashion and the lead singer of The Kinks.
This subversively brilliant, one-of-a-kind rock autobiography ingeniously styled as a biography, is written by a nameless, faceless writer hired by an Orwellian entity called "the Corporation" to capture the essence of Ray Davies, lead singer and songwriter of The Kinks and one of the greatest rock and rollers of all time. The Kinks front man reveals his life and times to the young writer, often seemingly passing his stories directly into the writer's consciousness. Carnaby Street, "Top of the Pops," the Cavern Club, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Who and other fixtures of the times fade in and out of this compelling narrative. Part autobiography, part social history, part psychological thriller, this elusive and daring book exposes rock stardom as the heaven, hell, and purgatory it is.
he and Larry owned jointly, but in which he was the majority shareholder. Being the majority shareholder meant that Kassner was entitled not just to the publishing, but to at least 51 per cent of Denmark Productions' share of all other earnings from the Kinks' touring and recording income. Nice deal. It was all becoming baffling and unclear to me. I was confused and told Robert and Grenville so. Boscobel knew that they had to make me feel a secure and contented artist. Robert had been to see a
release my royalties; second, that Stan Whitley had taken the advice Mick had given him after our trip to Exeter and bought and studied a map of England. I was delighted when Stan proudly pulled up outside the Locarno in Burnley without so much as one wrong turning on the way, but disappointed to find that Kassner and Page were pursuing their claims with relentless gusto.' Raymond Douglas ranted on about the legal saga, as if all the bitter memories had returned to haunt him. 'I knew it was all
only in 'B' movies. After watching our act for the first time, Hal came silently into our dressing room. He walked up to us all individually, and stared each of us out for a second, similar to the way a prize-fighter stalks his opponent before a boxing match. Then he stood and watched as we packed up our few belongings. Avory stood behind Hal and mimicked him, striking a similar moody pose; he pushed up the end of his nose with a finger and crossed his eyes. The rest of us tried our best to
Cut out that "Smokestack Lightning" number. You're not doing yourselves or anybody else any favours by playing that ... Change this ... Try that ... And try not to cover your eyes with your hands every time the spotlight comes on your face ... you're supposed to be professionals.' On one occasion, Hal was giving us a particularly harsh criticism when he was interrupted by Graham Nash of the Hollies. Graham said Hal should let us be a blues group if that was what we wanted to be, and not try to
that heavily. Other performers on the show were Marianne Faithfull, Jan and Dean, Paul Revere and the Raiders and Aretha Franklin. To this day I have a vivid memory of Aretha at the end of her song hitting one of the highest notes I've ever heard from a human being. It sort of reminded me of the way Mum shouted when Dave and I did something wrong. Sonny and Cher were also riding high, and they were on the show. Cher, in particular, came to watch the Kinks. Up close, her nose didn't look bad at