The 50 Best Kinks Songs

The Kinks might be the most under-appreciated band in rock & roll history. And I'm guilty of overlooking them too. Sure, I had always enjoyed the Kinks but when I was growing up the classic rock cannon had been settled. The Mount Rushmore of British bands consisted of The Beatles, the Stones, the Who and Zeppelin. The Kinks, while perfectly enjoyable, seemed to occupy a lower rung. It was as if their role in rock history was to serve as musical bridge between the British Invasion and Punk Rock – from the Animals to the Jam. This is all wrong.

As a teenager, I owned a single Kink’s record, the live album, One for the Road.  I played it often. It’s not a bad record but, in a way, it was the wrong album to own. It captures the Kinks as a perfectly adequate arena rock band and about half the songs are from Low Budget, a perfectly adequate album. But the live album features only three songs from the Kink’s richest and most fruitful period – the six brilliant albums from Face to Face in 1966 through Muswell Hillbillies in 1971. Sure, it’s nice that the Kinks were able to reinvent themselves and survive the 1970s playing FM radio-friendly arena rock. But what made the Kinks great wasn’t the fist-pumping shout-alongs in hockey arenas, it was their song craft, their pop sensibilities, their social insight, their fragility and, to quote Pete Townshend, Ray Davies’ “gobsmacking genius.” Too much of that gets lost on the live album.

But the Kinks were not dedicated followers of fashion. They didn’t care about the counter-culture. They didn’t play Woodstock or write about drugs or sing protest anthems. They sang about the world they knew. They didn’t conquer America and they weren’t conquered by it. Even though they were strongly influenced by American rhythm and blues (especially in the early years) and Ray Davies has lived in New York, Los Angeles and New Orleans, his world view has always remained distinctly English.  And therein lies the genius of the Kinks. The best writers rarely set out to proclaim great truths – they describe the world around them by observing the particular.  And when they do it well – especially within 3 minutes of a brilliant pop song - they create entire worlds for the listener. Few have done it better than the Kinks.

Here are my top 50 favorite Kinks songs:

50.  Jukebox Music (Sleepwalker)

      With Sleepwalker, the Kinks abandoned their theatrical ambitions of the early 1970s and returned to a straight-forward rock sound. It came together nicely on” Jukebox Music” a song about a fan who believes the songs she hears on the jukebox are real. Well, aren’t they?

     49.  Nothing in the World Can Stop Me Worryin’ ‘Bout That Girl (Kinda Kinks)

     This haunting blues song was used to great effect by Wes Anderson in Rushmore.

      48.  Powerman (Lola versus Powerman)

The Kinks take their shot at the music industry in this riff-driven number. Another favorite of Wes Anderson. But what a dreadful album title. The full name: Lola Versus Powerman and the Moneygoround, Part 1.  Seriously? 

47.  Father Christmas (Come Dancing with the Kinks)

       One of the best of the contemporary Christmas songs. The Kinks introduce class consciousness and wicked humor in a now holiday classic about a store Santa Claus who is mugged for cash.

       46.  Some Mother's Son  (Arthur)

One of the Kink’s defining albums, Arthur is a concept album (or rock opera, if you prefer) about  a post-war England that had left its working class behind. The title character, based on Ray Davies brother-in-law, is a carpet layer who made the sacrifices of war demanded by his beloved empire, endured post-war austerity and is searching for the better life. An album about empire requires an anti-war song and "Some Mother's Son" delivers - it's as powerful an anti-war song as you'll ever hear. I don’t know if Bruce Springsteen listened to Arthur. But on Born in the USA, he asks the very same questions. What happened to the promise of my country? What happened to my birthright?

 45.  Catch Me Now I’m Falling (Low Budget)

Ray Davies didn’t limit his “decline and fall” narrative to the UK. On Low Budget, the Kinks recession rocker album, Ray turns his attention to the economic decline of the U.S. with “Catch Me Now I’m Falling.” (Though he does steal the guitar riff form the Stones “Jumpin’ Jack Flash").

      44.  Rock & Roll Fantasy (Misfits)

Ray Davies reflects on the relationship between fan and artist, observing that both may be living on the edge of reality. This was written the week after Elvis died and became a minor hit for the Kinks in their arena rock years. 

     43.  See My Friends (Kinkdom)

      Ray’s psychedelic tribute to his older sister who died of a heart condition, the song is remarkable for its use of Indian music in 1965 – a full 6 months before the Beatles released Rubber Soul.

42.  Johnny Thunder (The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society)

From the Kink’s finest album, here’s a song about the rebel in a static English world of conformity.  The catchy chorus may have influenced Pete Townshend’s writing of Tommy.  (Just listen to the la-la-la-la part). 

41.  Something Better Beginning (Kinda Kinks)
   
An early pop gem from the Kink’s second album.

40.  Autumn Almanac (The Kink Kronikles)

A terrific pop composition, released as a single in 1967, but far too "English" to become a hit in the U.S.

39.  God’s Children (Percy)

A lovely song - the standout track from a 1971 British comedy film.

 38.  Come Dancing (State of Confusion)

The Kink’s biggest hit of the 1980s featured a new keyboard sound, but a familiar Ray Davies theme – nostalgia

37.  Do You Remember Walter  (The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society)

Nostalgia really is Ray Davies principal obsession. True nostalgia runs much deeper than sentiment. According to New York writer Pete Hamill, nostalgia "involves an almost fatalistic acceptance of the permanent presence of loss." On Village Green, Davies writes about a particular English world that has vanished.

36.  Death of a Clown (Something Else by the Kinks)

With all due respect to the Gallagher boys of Oasis (or for that matter the Everly Brothers), rock and roll’s most enduring sibling rivalry belongs to the Davies brothers. But Dave was more than just the hard-partying guitarist who invented power chords. Here, you can hear the Bob Dylan influence.

35.  David Watts (Something Else by the Kinks)

A sing-along mod classic about that oh so perfect man.

34.  Big Sky (The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society)

Along with the cup of tea, the croquet lawns and quiet pleasures of village life, Davies also muses on existential matters.

33.  Misfits (Misfits)

A poignant call to the outsider in all of us.

32.  Sweet Lady Genevieve (Preservation Act 1) 

One of the most underrated Kink’s songs and the highlight of Ray Davies 1973 rock opera.

31.  Picture Book (The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society)

Sadly, “Picture Book” is probably best known in the U.S. for providing the soundtrack to a Hewlett Packard commercial. 

30.  Set Me Free (Kinda Kinks)

Released as a single in 1965, "Set Me Free" was a Beatles-influenced song with a great guitar sound.

29.  20^th Century Man (Muswell Hillbillies)

Another familiar theme for Ray Davies: the individual vs. society the struggle with modernity, out of place and out of time.

28.  Dedicated Follower of Fashion (The Kink Kontroversy)

Ray's gift of satire is on full display as he mocks the fashionistas of the swinging sixties.

27.  Animal Farm (The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society)

Another great track about the longing for a simpler pastoral life. The title is fitting in another respect. I’d say that Ray Davies and George Orwell were two of the 20^th century’s most important writers working in the English language.

26.  Living on a Thin Line (Word of Mouth)

A Dave Davies number and possibly the best of the later Kinks songs.  It's a variation on brother Ray's familiar theme - the lost nation.  Dark and brooding, it worked well in The Sopranos.

25.  Tired of Waiting For You (Kinda Kinks)

An early hit that combined Dave’s distorted guitar sound with Ray’s reflective and evolving songwriting.

24.  Better Things (Give the People What they Want)

A bit on the sentimental side, but the propulsive piano, the jangly guitar and Ray’s delivery make it work beautifully.

23.  Stop Your Sobbing (Kinks)

The Pretenders knew what they were doing when they recorded this pop nugget and made it their first single.

22.  Well Respected Man (Kinkdom)

By introducing class consciousness and drawing on the British music hall tradition, the Kinks showed early on that they were not just another British invasion band.     

21.  Apeman  (Lola versus Powerman)

It wasn’t the first time that Ray Davies would sing about his disenchantment with modern life and it wouldn’t be his last.  But “Apeman” was one of his best and catchiest.

20.  Acute Schizophrenia Paranoia Blues (Muswell Hillbillies)

Muswell Hillbillies is another underrated album and something of a paradox. The album examines the changes facing a North London working class neighborhood but it’s also the Kink’s most American album, as heard in the New Orleans style brass backing on this delightful track. 

19.  Celluloid Heroes (Everybody’s in Show-Biz)

Ray moved to Lost Angeles in 1972 and on this lovely ballad he muses on the pursuit of fame.  

18.  Star Struck (The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society)

The closest thing to a hit single off of Village Green Preservation Society, "Star Struck" is a catchy number on an album that, inexplicably, went straight to the bottom of the charts.  

      17.  Where Have All the Good Times Gone (The Kink Kontroversy)

It says a lot about Ray Davies that he wrote “Where Have All the Good Times Gone” at the tender age of 21.  

16.  Get Back in Line (Lola versus Powerman)

Ray’s ode to the Working Man features one of his loveliest melodies with a great blend of hazy guitars, organ and harmonies. 

15.  Til the End of the Day (The Kink Kontroversy)

Truly a band ahead of their time - this early hit combined elements of punk music and power-pop.

14.  I’m Not Like Everybody Else (The Great Lost Kinks Album)

With the distorted guitar anarchy of “You Really Got Me”, the Kinks pioneered a punk sound.  With “I’m not Like Everybody Else,” they pioneered punk attitude.  

13.  Victoria (Arthur)

The Kinks kick off Arthur with this send-off to the Queen of Pax Britannica.  One mark of Davies excellence as a songwriter is his embrace of paradox -  he can lament the loss of the same things he lampoons.   

12.  This Time Tomorrow (Lola versus Powerman)

Nice job, Wes Anderson.  One the most memorable scenes of Darjeeling Limited, shows Adrien Brody in slow motion trying to catch the train to the soundtrack of this introspective, beautifully ephemeral song.

11.  Sunny Afternoon (Face to Face)

Ray Davies ascended to new heights as a songwriter with “Sunny Afternoon,” a musical hall-inspired number with a lovely melody, a memorable descending base line and witty social observation.  

10.  Dead End Street (The Kink Kronikles)

Class consciousness merges with sophisticated pop. Bleak and catchy at the same time, "Dead End Street" might have the best trombone in rock & roll history. Klassic.  

     9.    All Day and All of the Night (Kinks-Size)

Yes, it’s just “You Really Got Me” with a slight variation of the guitar riff. It's still awesome. The Stones did a similar thing. They took the guitar part from their first big hit, “Satisfaction” and reworked the riff to come up with “Jumping Jack Flash.”

    8.  Days (The Kink Kronikles)

An evocative pop gem that was originally released as a single in 1968. 

7.  Shangri-La (Arthur)

The standout-track on Arthur makes the emptiness of suburban contentment a masterpiece.   

6.  This is Where I Belong (The Kink Kronikles)

For me, this evocative power-pop love song has a transcendent and timeless quality. For a treat, check out the Frank Black version. 

5.   The Village Green Preservation Society (The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society)

Why weren’t the Kinks bigger?  In 1968, while the Beatles were recording the White Album, the Stones were conquering America, the Who were inventing rock opera, and Jimi Hendrix was blowing people’s minds, the Kinks seemed to miss the late 1960s entirely. Woodstock? Where’s that? The Kinks were in England preserving custard pie, little shops, china cups and virginity. And it was brilliant.   

4.   Lola (Lola versus Powerman)

The iconic song that exposed me to the Kinks. And yes, it has over-saturated the airwaves for years.  But it remains a perfect pop composition.

3.  Strangers (Lola versus Powerman)

Dave Davies at his best. There are two kinds of people in the world: 1) Those who get a bit choked up when they hear “Strangers” and, 2) heartless bastards.

2.  You Really Got Me (Kinks)

Rolling Stone magazine called the riff from "Satisfaction" the "rock & roll equivalent of the opening notes of Beethoven's Fifth”.  I disagree. That honor belongs to “You Really Got Me,” which exploded onto the airwaves a year earlier.  When had pop music ever heard a guitar riff that dirty and powerful? 

1.  Waterloo Sunset (Something Else by the Kinks)

I didn’t know “Waterloo Sunset” for many years - it wasn’t a staple of the rock radio I grew up with.  But once I heard it, I could not ever get it out of my head. Lyrically, it’s quintessential Ray Davies – the outsider, isolated and living in his head while taking in the bustling urban world around him. Musically, it’s a revelation. Like the best art, it creates a feeling - there are colors and emotions that can’t really be explained or reduced to the song’s individual elements. A gorgeous symphony in three minutes.  

Top 10 Shortstops Not in the Hall of Fame

So close for Dick Allen.  

Earlier this week, the Baseball Hall of Fame Veteran's Committee considered players from its Golden Era ballot but ended up electing none of them into Cooperstown.  Dick Allen and Tony Oliva came the closest - each missed by one vote.  Also missing out were Gil Hodges and Ken Boyer, players mentioned in this blog when we looked at the first basemen and third basemen who missed out. 

So I thought it would be a good time to move around the diamond and look at the shortstops. Shortstop is a tough position to evaluate because it's so demanding defensively that offensive production is frequently not expected.  Many "great" shortstops have had a light bat.  There's Mark Belanger and Marty Marion (who aren't in) and Ozzie Smith and Rabbit Marranville (who are).  Expectations changed somewhat in the 80s with Ripken, Yount and Trammell and most especially in the 21st century with A-Rod, Jeter and Garciaparra.  Slick gloves and sluggers alike make this list. 

Here are the top 10 shortstops who are not in the hall of fame:

10.       Tony Fernandez

The 1980s saw the first wave of Dominican shortstops making their mark in the major leagues.   Tony Fernandez was one of the first, and probably still ranks as the best (save for Miguel Tejada but his steroid issues will mar his legacy).   He was a journeyman by the end of his career, but for a four-year stretch with the Blue Jays in the 1980s, he was terrific – twice batting over .300 and winning 4 gold gloves.  

9.         Cecil Travis

A career .314 hitter, Travis had the misfortune of:  1) playing for the Washington Senators, and 2) having his career interrupted in World War II.  And not just interrupted - Travis reportedly suffered a severe case of frostbite in the Battle of the Bulge.  Bill James ranks him as the best candidate among the players who may have lost a Hall of Fame career to World War II.

8.         Bert Campaneris

A key cog in the great A”s teams of the 1970s, Campaneris actually started with the A’s in 1964 when they played in Kansas City.  He was a 4-time All Star with Oakland and finished his career with over 2200 hits and 646 stolen bases.

7.         Maury Wills

A 5-time All Star with the L.A. Dodgers, Wills practically rediscovered the stolen base, breaking Ty Cobb’s 47-year old single-season record in 1962, with 104 stolen bases.  He won the NL MVP award in 1962.  

6.         Jim Fregosi

He’s best remembered as the player who was traded to the Mets for Nolan Ryan – surely one of worst trades in baseball history.  But people forget why it seemed like a good trade at the time.  Fregosi, an original Los Angeles Angel, was a terrific shortstop - a 6-time All Star and, easily, the best hitting shortstop in the American League in an era dominated by pitching.  But he had some injuries and, of course, he was a bust with the Mets.

5.         Dave Concepcion

                 

          For my money, Concepcion was the most underrated player on the great Red Machine team of the 1970s.  He was best known for his defense - his 5 Gold Gloves, his great range and strong arm.  But he also batted .280 or better 8 times and finished his career with 9 All Star game appearances and over 2300 hits.

                

            4.          Nomar Garciaparra

The 1980s gave the American League Cal Ripken, Robin Yount and Alan Trammell.  The late 1990s introduced an even more promising trio of young shortstops – Jeter, A-Rod and Nomar.   Jeter and A-Rod are now done with their spectacular careers and only injuries have kept Nomar from joining them.   He’s eligible for the first time this year, but he didn’t have the longevity he needed to mount a serious campaign.  Still, between 1997 and 2003, in the 6 full seasons he was healthy, Nomar batted .300 or more 6 times, won 2 battling titles (batting over .350 twice), and drove in 100 runs 4 times. 

               

3.          Bill Dahlen

It’s hard to know how to rank players from the dead ball era, but it’s hard to ignore Bill Dahlen, a player with 2.461 career hits who was a power hitter for the Cubs, Brooklyn Superbas and N.Y. Giants around the turn of the century and a wizard with the glove. 

1.                  2.        Vern Stephens

In the 20^th century, only Ernie Banks and Cal Ripken hit for more power from the shortstop position. Stephens starred for both the St. Louis Browns and Boston Red Sox and between 1942 and 1950, no major league player had more RBIs (938) and only Ralph Kiner hit more home runs.

1.         Alan Trammell

In 20 years with the Tigers, he hit .285 with 2365 hits, 412 doubles, 185 homers, 1003 RBI, 1231 runs and 236 stolen bases. He was a six-time All-Star who won four Gold Gloves and three Silver Slugger awards – not bad considering he had to contend with Ripken and Yount.  And, he was a key player and World Series MVP for the great Detroit Tiger team of 1984. He probably belongs in Cooperstown.

Honorable Mention:  Alvin Dark, Dick Groat, Marty Marion, Johnny Pesky

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Top 10 Third Basemen Not in Cooperstown

Last weekend, Cooperstown saw the induction into the Baseball Hall of Fame of three worthy players (Greg Maddux, Tom Glavine and Frank Thomas) and perhaps the three most successful managers of the last quarter century (Bobby Cox, Tony La Russa and Joe Torre).  In the last 15 years, only 2 third basemen have been voted into the Hall –  Wade Boggs and Ron Santo.   And unless the Veterans pick someone from this list below, we won’t see another 3^rd baseman selected until 2018 when Chipper Jones is elected.

Here are my top 10 Hall of Fame eligible third basemen who are not in the Hall:

10.       Ron Cey

The Penguin  was part of the Dodger’s great infield of the 1970s – joining Garvey, Lopes and  Russell.   A 6-time All Star, Cey hit over 300 home runs, had 1,000 RBIs and was co-MVP of the 1981 World Series.

9.         Robin Ventura

The Mets infield of the late 1990s didn’t stay together as long as the Dodger infield of the 1970s, but for a year or two, it might have been the best fielding infield of all time.  Ventura won 6 Gold Gloves (5 with the White Sox) and was also a solid hitter, finishing his career with 294 home runs and 8 seasons with at least 90 RBIs.  He’ll always be remembered by Met fans for his post-season walk-off Grand Slam single in the 15th inning against the Braves

8.        Buddy Bell

A terrific fielder and solid hitter for the Indians and Rangers, Bell was a 5-time All Star and winner of 6 Gold Glove awards.  He finished his career with over 2500 hits and 200 home runs.

7.       Sal Bando

The captain of the great mustachioed  Oakland teams of the 1970, Bando was a clutch hitter, a 4-time All Star and twice finished in the top 3 of the A.L. MVP voting.  He was the 2^nd American league third baseman, after Brooks Robinson, to hit 200 home runs.

6.       Al Rosen

If he had a longer career, Rosen would have been a certain Hall of Famer but he spent 4 years in the Navy during World War II.    Between 1952 and 1955, the Hebrew Hammer was the best third baseman in the game, twice leading the league in home runs and RBIS.  In 1953, he won the MVP with 45 homeruns, 145 RBIS, and with a batting average of .336, he missed out on the Triple Crown by a percentage  point. 

5.       Bob Elliott

A 7-time All Star for the Pittsburgh Pirates and Boston Braves, Elliott won the National League MVP in 1947 and helped the Braves win the Pennant the following year. 

4.      Darrell Evans

Bill James argues that Evans is the most underrated player in baseball history.  He was the national league’s version of Graig Nettles – low batting average, good power, excellent fielder.    After 15 years with the Braves and Giants in the National League, Evans joined the Tigers and became the oldest player to lead the league in home runs (40 in 1985) and the first player to hit 40 home runs in both leagues.  For many years, before the power/steroid explosion cheapened home runs, Evans held a distinction of being one of only 2 players with 400 home runs who were ignored by Cooperstown.  (Dave Kingman was the other).  

3.       Stan Hack

Stan Hack was a criminally underrated third baseman for the Cubs.  Hack played in the 1930s and 40s and wasn’t a power hitter, like Santo.  He was a lead-off hitter and 5-time all-star who batted .301 for his career and had 7 seasons of 100 runs scored.   He also batted .348 in four World Series.  Yes, that’s right.  The Cubs used to play in the World Series. 

2.       Graig Nettles

A terrific fielder, Nettles probably deserved to win more than 2 Gold Glove but he played at the same time as Brooks Robinson at the beginning of his career, and then Buddy Bell.   He’s deservedly remembered for his fielding heroics in the 1978 World Series and when he left the Yankees for the Padres in 1984, he had more career home runs than any American League third baseman.  

1.       Ken Boyer

Cardinal third baseman was an 11-time All Star game selection  and a 5-time gold glove winner who hit 282 home runs batted .287 and won the National League MVP in 1964.   



Honorable Mention:  Garry Gaetti, Ken Keltner, Bill Madlock, Tim Wallach, Matt Williams.

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World Cup Bites: The Good, The Bad and the Ugly

56 games down - 8 more to go. Four years ago, it was the vuvazela, that annoying plastic horn that was the symbol of the World Cup, held in South Africa. This time, it's the samba, the carnival, the rhythms of Brazil, the sacred land of the beautiful game. It's a huge upgrade.

The Good. The soccer has been amazing. So far, this year's World Cup has delivered just about everything a soccer fan can hope for. Lots of goals (a record 136 in group play), close games, breakout stars (James Rodriguez of Colombia), upsets (Costa Rica?), multiple subplots, thrills, agony and heartbreak. And if you're not a fan, well....who cares? I used to concern myself with the idea of "selling" soccer to the U.S. audience and convincing the doubters and the soccer-hating American exceptionalists that soccer is actually a terrific game, worthy of our nation's short attention span. Every 4 years, I would beseech the soccer gods, Please, give us a thrilling game. But the soccer gods are cruel. And so the big games, the ones that drew a large American audience - the final game, and the games involving the U.S. team – tended to be dull or controversial affairs. There have been 0-0 games won on penalty kicks (which can either be thrilling or unsatisfying depending on your point of view), or 1-0 games decided by a controversial penalty call. There was Zinedine Zidane's headbutt and now there is the furor over Luis Suarez's bite.

But none of that matters. Soccer is here to stay. Even if the remaining eight matches are snoozers (unlikely), we are well past the tipping point in this country. No, soccer will not be as big as American football.  It doesn't need to be. Soccer jerseys are flying off the store shelves. Messi, Ronaldo, Dempsey, Neymar. Highlights from games played in England’s Premier League and Spain’s La Liga are routinely shown on ESPN Sportscenter. The average attendance for a MLS game in Seattle is over 44,0000. Kids in the USA are playing and adults are watching. More Americans watched the U.S. vs. Portugal match than the NBA or NHL finals or the World Series. And they liked what they saw. Three of the four U.S. matches were terrific and tense and if you were fortunate to watch any of them in a bar or public place, you know that the shared experience - the outbursts and expressions of joy and hope, outrage and frustration - is unique and not something you'll forget anytime soon.

So the U.S. is out. Although, they only won a single game, they performed well. Tim Howard's heroic performance versus Belgium, puts him into the argument about who is the greatest U.S. player of all time. In hockey, 16 saves in one game is not a lot. In soccer, it's huge - Howard's 16 saves were a World Cup record. What that means is the Belgium badly outclassed the U.S. And yet, the U.S. still could have won the game (or tied in extra-time) and that is precisely what is so wonderful and maddening about soccer.

Once the group play ended, and the knock-out rounds began, the goals dried up, but the excitement did not. Brazil and Costa Rica advanced on penalty kicks. France and Netherlands squeaked by with late goals, and Germany, Belgium and Argentina finished at 0-0 and eventually won their games in extra time. This was heart-stopping stuff and no team looks invincible. This is a promising sign for those of us looking for more thrills.

The Bad: There's not much left to write about Luis Suarez and his biting of Italian defender, Giorgio Chiellini. What struck me as so distasteful (no, I will not make the joke about Chiellini's shoulder), were the denials and cries of victimhood on the part of Suarez's Uruguayan coaches and teammates. My favorite was Uruguay's slow-footed captain, Diego Lugano claiming that the bite marks on Chiellini's shoulder were already there and were not caused by Suarez's teeth. Really? When Lugano considers his next career (and judging by his performance for West Brom last year, he'll need to very soon), he should not become a criminal defense lawyer. Suarez himself claimed that he tripped and fell into the Italian defender. He has since retracted this absurd excuse and apologized for the biting and promised that it won't happen again. He apologized to Chiellini but he hasn't apologized to Uruguay for letting his team and his nation down.  That's the part that's curiously missing. Now, of course, there is considerable outrage over the severity of his suspension. According to some (including all 3 million people in Uruguay, it seems), it is hypocritical for FIFA to punish Suarez so severely for biting, when far more dangerous transgressions - two-footed tackles etc. - often go unpunished. They act as if Suarez is being suspended merely for bad manners. Yes, soccer is a violent game, but if you can't understand why biting an opponent in a sporting match is different from kicking at an opponent's knee, I doubt I'll succeed in explaining it.

And how I love the conspiracy theories! According to the apologists of biting, there is a witch-hunt against Suarez because the powers that be, in FIFA and the British press, favor European nations and don't want smaller latin countries, like Uruguay, to do well in the tournament. (The irony is that the Italians were spinning the exact opposite conspiracy theory – they say the match officials failed to toss Suarez from the game against Italy because FIFA needs stars like Suarez for ratings.) In fact, the primary beneficiary of the Suarez suspension was not Europe, but Uruguay's next opponent, Colombia. Colombia has also been without their best player, Falcao, due to injury but they nevertheless took care of business, dispatching a Suarez-less Uruguay 2-0 behind their new rising star, James Rodriguez. Colombia has, arguably, been the team of the tournament so far and now they play a quarter-final match against the host, Brazil. No offense to Colomiba, but I would have loved see a quarter-final match-up between Uruguay and Brazil instead. And I suspect FIFA would have loved it too because it would have meant a rematch of the most famous football match ever played on South American soil – the mythical final game of the 1950 World Cup, when Uruguay stunned mighty Brazil 2-1 to win the world cup at Brazil’s sacred stadium, the Maracanã. What a subplot that would have been. But for every subplot that is denied, a new one is born and this afternoon, Colombia will try to traumatize a new generation of Brazilians with an upset of Brazil’s Selecao on their home soil.

The Ugly. If Brazil lose this afternoon, the ensuing rioting will probably be the ugliest thing about the World Cup. But I’m most interested in what happens on the pitch. So let’s talk about diving. Unlike biting, which does not actually give your team an advantage (don’t flatter Suarez by calling him a cheater, call him a psychopath), diving is a form of cheating that is often rewarded. This has always been a problem with soccer. Some players try to draw penalties by falling to their ground when they’re not even touched. In other cases, the cheating is more subtle. The player is clearly fouled but he exaggerates the impact and falls to the ground in order to sell the call. Which brings us to Arjen Robben of the Netherlands.

Arjen Robben is a diver. He’s also a world class attacker who has impeccable skill and is blazing fast with the ball at his feet. Let’s flash back to the World Cup final match in 2010. Spain and Netherlands were deadlocked at 0-0 after 82 minutes when Arjen Robben, with a burst of speed, broke free with a chance on goal. The Spanish maned defender, Carles Puyol (who resembles Dee Snider of Twisted Sister), prevented the goal by attaching himself to Robben’s back just outside the penalty area. It was a clear foul, but Robben stayed on his feet, struggled to stay with the ball and there was no call. If Robben had fallen to the ground, there surely would have been a foul called and either a penalty kick or free kick just outside the box. Perhaps Puyol would have been ejected. Instead, Spain went on to win the game, and the World Cup, in extra-time, 1-0.

Did Robben learn a lesson? If there’s contact in the box, fall to the ground – let the referee see that you’ve been fouled. Maybe. After all, those fouls are hard-earned. Robben uses great skill to put himself in those positions. And so when Holland came from behind to beat Mexico last Sunday, it was because Robben made a great play and then play-acted. His foot came into contact with the foot of Mexico’s Rafa Marquez, and Robben went down like he was shot. The penalty was called and the goal scored on the penalty kick was the difference in the game. Whether or not Robben’s conduct was justified, it leaves a sour taste in the mouth. There was nothing cheap about Robben’s two goals against Spain in Holland’s 5-1 win in the opening round. This goal felt cheap.

I hate to see games decided that way and I hope we see less of that sort of thing as we head to the quarterfinal and semifinal matches. But if the final 8 matches are as exciting as most of the previous 56, it won’t really matter.

 

Monsters and Memories

The 1985 Bears were unforgettable. They were ferocious, colorful, and controversial and their defense was the best that I have ever seen.  Rich Cohen has written a book that does justice to that team and its legacy.  It is, quite simply, the best book about football that I have ever read.

The best sports books are never just about sports.  They are about life, about culture and about ourselves.  Monsters: The 1985 Chicago Bears and the Wild Heart of Football is one of those books.  It is part Fever Pitch in the way that Cohen shares the joy, heartbreak and obsessions of a fan.  It is part Boys of Summer as he tracks down and interviews the broken, fading warriors, now 20 years retired.  It is also part history as Cohen retells the story of the Chicago Bears and its founder Papa Bear, George Halas, who practically invented the National Football League.  Even though Cohen is only writing about football, he manages to capture something of the energy, rhythms and history of 20^th century America.  He traces the origins of this violent game, played by the children of immigrants in factory towns like Decatur, Canton, Akron, Muncie and Racine. This game would evolve into our national religion. 

 

Rich Cohen grew up in Glencoe Illinois, an affluent lakeside suburb of Chicago that was home to Ferris Bueller.  In 1985, Cohen was 17 years old.  It was the age of Reagan and MTV – a golden age for John Hughes movies but a miserable time to be a sports fan in Chicago.  The Cubs and White Sox were legendary losers.  Their last World Series wins had come in 1908 and 1917.  In hockey, the Blackhawks were competitive but they hadn’t won a Stanley Cup since 1961.  Hope had arrived on the hardwood in the form of Michael Jordan, but in 1985, he was still finding his air.  He was a rookie on a mediocre Bulls team.
  

Chicago’s most recent sports championship had come in 1963.  On a frigid day in December, just one month after JFK was assassinated, the Chicago Bears beat the New York Giants 14-10 at Wrigley Field to win the NFL title.  The Bears were best known for their ferocious defense, the famed “Monsters of the Midway” (a nickname that actually originated with the University of Chicago football team coached by Amos Alonzo Stagg).  The Bears team of 1963 also featured an outstanding 24-year-old tight end, from the coal-mining town of Carnegie Pennsylvania.  His name was Mike Ditka.

After 1963, the Bears plummeted to mediocrity and despite fielding some of the finest players in NFL history – Dick Butkus, Gale Sayers and eventually, Walter Payton – they lost more than they won.  Things started to turn around in the early 1980s when defensive coordinator Buddy Ryan defense began building a solid defense, called the 46, after the number worn by safety, Doug Plank.  But the turning point came in, 1982 when George Halas hired Mike Ditka as head coach.   Ditka, the gum-snapping, sweater-vest-wearing, bullet headed martinet with the icy blue stare, brought a winning attitude and was the perfect symbol for Chicago.  Tough, unyielding, unforgiving and, on occasion, completely out of control.  He would turn things around.

Like Cohen, I also misspent my youthful passion rooting for a bad team, the NY Giants of the 1970s (and a worse one, the Mets).  For me, the rise of the Bears was fascinating to behold.  I had always admired the Bears.  Like my Giants, they had the old school mystique of a storied franchise that had fallen on hard times.  I loved watching those NFL Films clips of Butkus and the earlier Monsters of the Midway of the 1950s and 60s, their white uniforms covered in mud, their hands and forearms taped and bloodied.  The Greco-Roman columns at Soldier Field made them seem like gladiators.  Their breath in the frigid cold poured out of their facemasks like dragons breathing fire.

By the middle of the 1980s, the Bears started playing well.  It happened just as my Giants started playing well.  But in 1985 the Bears were better.  Better than anyone. The defense was frightening.  Mike Singletary, Dan Hampton, Richard Dent, Steve McMichael, Otis Wilson, Wilbur Marshall, Gary Fencik were magnificently brutal.  On offense, Walter Payton was past his prime but still a joy to behold, gracefully high-stepping through defenses, palming the ball like a toy, and, and lowering his shoulder to hit linebackers before they could hit him.  Then there was Jim McMahon, the rebel, rock star quarterback who broke the rules, swaggered and won.  And there was the media sensation, William “the Fridge” Perry and then the Super Bowl Shuffle.  The Bears were everywhere and for some reason, I absolutely loved it. 

They finished the regular season 15-1.  Then they embarrassed my beloved Giants in the Playoffs 21-0, and, if anything, the score made the game seem closer than it actually was.   OK, I may be biased and perhaps tad bitter about the memory, but I think Cohen pours it on a bit too much here.  Giant fans will wince when remembering how punter, Sean Landeta whiffed on a punt, leading to the Bears first touchdown.  Landeta says that a gust of wind misdirected the ball just before he was to kick it but Cohen doesn’t buy it.  He’s so taken with the mythology of the mighty Bears that he thinks that Landeta was so terrified of the Bear onslaught, that he couldn’t keep his eye on the ball.  But why?  Landeta was a punter, not a quarterback.  Yes, many players trembled before the mighty Bears, but punters don’t get hit.  In any event, it was a brutal loss, but I can forgive the Bears for this humiliation and I can forgive Cohen for making me relive it.  After all, the Bears humiliated everyone in 1985.  They beat the Cowboys 44-0.  They beat the Rams in the NFC Championship Game, 24-0, and they beat the Patriots in the Super Bowl 46-10 in what was then the most lopsided result in Super Bowl history.

  

For me, things got better. The Giants rebounded from this loss and won the Super Bowl the following year.  And since 1986, they’ve won three more.  But it has now been 28 years since the Bear’s Super Bowl win of 1985.  In that time, Chicago has moved forward with urban renewal and the Bulls, Blackhawks and even the White Sox have all won championships.  But the Bears have not.  Another generation of Chicago football fans has grown up knowing only frustration and the disappointment of close calls.  For them, the legend of the 1985 Bears looms larger than ever.

Cohen’s look back at the casualties, the retired and fallen players, is especially poignant.   Walter Payton died of a rare liver disease in 1999, but also struggled with drugs and depression after he retired.  The Bear’s hard-hitting All-Pro safety, Dave Duerson, committed suicide in 2011 at the age of 50.  He shot himself in the chest so that his brain could be studied.  Sure enough, researchers found he suffered from chronic traumatic encephalopathy, the result of repeated blows to the head.  The symptoms include dementia, memory loss, aggression and depression.  Jim McMahon suffers from memory loss and is one of 75 retired players suing the NFL for allegedly failing to disclose what it knew about the dangers of concussions.  William Perry had problems with alcohol, gained weight and suffers from a disorder to the nervous system.

Cohen brings his skills as a journalist as he recounts his visits with the retired players.  There’s magic and real joy in the memories but the telling is also bittersweet. The tale of the retired athlete is often a sad one.  Most of us are just figuring things out when we reach our thirties.  But the professional athlete is finished.  Hopefully, he is smart with his money.  (Gary Fencik, the All-Pro “Hit Man” from Yale is an investment advisor.)  Many are not.  There is often physical pain, the toll exacted from the years of pounding.  Of course many find other paths and enjoy the fulfillment that comes with family and career.  But these are not the same as the rush, excitement and feeling of brotherhood that came on Sunday.

The reverence that Chicagoans have for Mike Ditka is the stuff of both legend and caricature.  Cohen takes us beyond the Ditka of Saturday Night Live and the State Farm commercials and helps us appreciate the man and understand why his bond with Chicago’s football fans was so real and so deep.  After the Super Bowl win of 1985, the Bears under Ditka enjoyed several excellent seasons, winning 4 division titles but they failed to make it back to the Super Bowl.  In 1992, the Bears went 5-11 and lost 8 of the last 9 games.  Rich Cohen was 24 and working in New York for Rolling Stone magazine when he learned that the Bears had fired Ditka.  When he heard the news, he left the building and sat down on the curb and began crying.  He knew that something was over and it wasn’t coming back. 

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20 Best Albums of 2013

 You won't find Kanye West on my best of 2013 list.  But you will find some black metal, instrumental guitar and a sampling of pop from around the British Isles.   Here are my top albums of 2013:

20.  Pearl Jam - Lightning Bolt

I have this fantasy that Pearl Jam, the boys now pushing 50, will come out with an album so amazing that it will transcend even their best work of the 1990s.   Lighting Bolt isn't that.  But it's very good.  Eddie Veder sounds terrific and Pearl Jam remains a worthy torchbearer for classic rock. 

19.  Camera Obscura - Desire Lines

 A lovely pop album from the Glagow band fronted by the excellent Tracyanne Campbell.

18.  Joseph Arthur - The Ballad of Boogie Christ

Joseph Arthur is an interesting cat.  He's tough to pin down but he's never boring on this creative and soulful album.  

17.  Elvis Costello and the Roots -  Wise Up Ghost

When I heard that Elvis Costello would be teaming up with the Roots, I wasn't surprised (Can any new Elvis Costello project really surprise us?) but I wasn't sure what to expect.  Thankfully, this is not an Elvis Costello hip-hop record.  It's Elvis doing his thing with funk and deep grooves.  Nice.

16.  State Champs - The Finer Things

It seems that every year some pop-punk band grabs my attention.  Last year it was the Menzingers from Scranton, PA.  This year, it's the exuberant State Champs from Albany, NY.  

15.  The National - Trouble Will Find me

It's not quite as good as High Violet but it is what we've come to expect from the National - moody and compelling.  Rolling Stone nailed it when they wrote that Matt Berninger moans "like a man drowning in too much merlot and just enough Leonard Cohen."  If you like that, you'll like this. 

14.  The Pastels - Slow Summits

What is it about Glasgow that results in such wonderful melancholy indie pop?  Before there was Belle and Sebastian, or Camera Obscura or even Teenage Fanclub, there were the Pastels, now back with a fine record.

13.  Superchunk - I Hate Music

Another band that hasn't lost a step.  One of the underrated indie bands of the 1990s, Superchunk has put together a strong work with plenty of ass-kicking pop-punk hooks.

12.  Neko Case - The Worse Things Get, the Harder I Fight, the Harder I Fight, the More I Love You

Powerful singing on powerful songs - Neko Case keeps getting better (even if her album titles don't). 

11.  Los Campesinos! - No Blues
 
Underrated band from Wales offers a fine sampling of guitar-driven Britpop.  

10.  William Tyler - Impossible Truth

William Tyler plays guitar in Nashville's eclectic alt-country outfit, Lambchop.  I don't usually go for entire albums of instrumental guitar, but Tyler's playing and layered arrangements are utterly captivating.  It's like listening to America.

9.  Mark Mulcahy - Dear Mark J Mulcahy, I Love You

Mark Mulcahy's cult following includes Michael Stipe, ThomYorke and Nick Hornby.  On this album, you can hear what the fuss is about.   

8.  Vampire Weekend - Modern Vampires of the City

For me, a pleasant surprise.  When Vampire Weekend hit the scene about five years ago, I figured they were a one-off.  Sure, I enjoyed them and critics loved they way these Columbia-educated kids dabbled in world music but I also thought they were a bit too clever and too cute for their own good (or mine).  But they deliver fine pop hooks and quality songwriting here. They're for real.

7.  Eleanor Friedberger - Personal Record

I had the pleasure of hearing Friedbeger (of the Fiery Furnaces) with John Wesley Harding's Cabinet of Wonders at the City Winery.  Her breathless singing recalls Patti Smith and her songs are melodious and engaging. 

6.  Deafheaven - Sunbather

I have never cared a fig for heavy metal and so the distinctions between the various subgenres - black metal, death metal, thrash metal - mean absolutely nothing to me.  But when I listen to Sunbather's swirling guitars, raw screams and crescendos of emotion, I don't hear metal.  I hear a symphony.

5. Jason Isbell - Southeastern

Do you remember when music was not just for background or accompanying some other activity but for actual listening?  When you just opened up and let the songs and heartache wash over you? If you don't, you can listen to Jason Isbell (formerly of the Drive-by Truckers) and he will remind you.   

4.  Caitlin Rose - The Stand-In 

A chanteuse who deserves our attention, Rose sings with a voice from old Nashville and a rock-n-roll heart.

3.  Arctic Monkeys - AM

There's always been something fun and appealing about the Monkey's misanthropy - the sneering, leering and snarling.  But here, there's also a bit of maturity and the songs, the cool beats and guitar riffs, have real staying power.

2.  Willie Nile - American Ride

No Springsteen in 2013?  No matter.  Willie Nile has been looking into the heart of America and rocking out with earnest, from-the-gut, sing-along, rock anthems for years.  On American Ride, he's never been better.

1.  Phosphorescent - Muchacho

I liked Phosphorescent's 2010 album, Here's to Taking it Easy, but it did strike me as standard alt-country-lite fare.  This time, Matthew Houck has significantly upped the ante with a mesmerizing and achingly beautiful album.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!   See you in 2014.  

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