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Like so many people I felt that Lou Reed’s recent death was a great loss and one which seemed even more perceptible with each passing day. I think that I was more into the Velvet Underground than Lou Reed’s solo work – but this is nothing to do with the quality of his solo work, which is great – it’s just that there’s sometimes a limit to what there is time to listen to.

The track that I have always loved most of the Velvets is ‚Foggy Notion‘ – but I don’t know why …  and this is perhaps the answer …  it’s precisely the fact that I can’t say why I love it so much that explains why I love it. I can’t readily point to the emotion that it excites in me; I can’t say even what the song is about – because I have never really listened closely to the lyrics. What I can say is that when I listen to the song I get a sense of carefree playing and singing – almost as though the song were being made up on the spot (and who knows (or cares) if it was?) … there are references to calamine lotion – which is something that is very familiar … though I don’t really know what it is for … some references to Sally Mae and (I realise as I write this) some references to hitting her ‚harder harder harder‘ – Ooh dear … nothing sinister I hope … but where the narrative is going I don’t know. There are countless other songs by Lou Reed / the Velvets that are probably more memorable – or even ‚better‘ but sometimes you just need a song that you can’t get a handle on – one that remains chimerically foggy.

It’s a test
Do you love the man?
Put your palm on the love tester
On the golden mile
I reckon it’ll run red hot
I bought ‚Don’t Stand Me Down‘ in Thessaloniki
Turned it over six times in my hands and thought it a risk
Walked the wrong way to the bus station
Through a neighbourhood with a sodden dead cat in the gutter
Sunday night
White marble floor, smell of calor gas
Played it and felt scared
Had to get to the final part of ‚This Is What She’s Like‘, before I knew
It was a masterpiece
Let me go back further
Me and my brother
A picnic on Cannock Chase
On the old barrack foundations with grassy seams
We played tennis with Nanna & Grandad Gilmore
And ‚Come On Eileen‘ seemed to be on the radio all afternoon
The teak transistor
Grandad turned it up really loud
A running gag
Until Nanna shushed him
„Jim! Pack it in“
A hot summer afternoon
A Saturday
And Dexys were number one


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