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The Spiritual Wisdom of Dave Davies
When we first began the Imagination's Real website in 1997 there were few other Kinks-related pages available on the internet. Our focus was very specific; we devoted the page to an ongoing discussion of Dave's spiritual ideas. Much of the reason for such a site evaporated when Dave established his own official site. On his new site DaveDavies.Com he was able to discuss in great depth his beliefs and he was also able to interact with fans through a messageboard. Since this rendered our site fairly obsolete we halted further development and began preliminary work on June's Waterloo Konnection (the earliest version was called Ducks On the Wall and was never perfected beyond the third online beta version). We shifted our emphasis to creating a Kinks directory and we are pleased with the evolving result, June's Waterloo Konnection. As a salute to our earlier effort, and because we just can't let go of a fun gig, we've summarized the old Imagination's Real website here for your enjoyment.


Dave Talks About Critters...and (not) eating them
In KINK, Dave spoke at length about his feelings towards humanity's treatment of animals. Here's a wee bit..."I prefer cats to dogs, but I love animals. I believe that we have a spiritual responsibility for everything we come into contact with, everything we interact with. We have committed unbelieveable crimes, unspeakable atrocities, against the planet in general, as well as to each other throughout our history. How dare we assume even for an instant that we are any better than animals? Yummy, how about a nice, juicy 'human' burger? If we cannot demonstrate compassion, how can we expect compassion to be shown to us? It's only logical."

Here's a bit more about Dave's views concerning the way we human-types interact with other species on this planet..."I don't believe we have any direct karma with animals but I do sincerely believe we create good karma for ourselves by respecting other forms of life. Maybe it's not just the cow that should be thought of as sacred, but all life. And possibly the most sacred form of life as we know it is the very 'being' beneath our feet, the planet Earth."

In his autobiography, Dave speaks his mind about the choices folks make about the foods that they eat... "What is an ethic anyway? In one country it may be considered unethical to eat the meat of a cow because they believe the cow to be sacred. In another country people make money from selling hamburgers and nobody gives a shit - 'Fuck 'em, they can't talk, can't answer back, so we might as well eat 'em, that's what I say. I'm smarter than they are so I can do what I like. Nice juicy steak, mmmmm.' Who is more right? I don't want to get into the "veggie" argument here about wasting valuable land and using it for grazing McDonald's hamburgers with legs, or that the grain used for feeding the animals we breed for eating could and should be used to help feed the starving people of the planet. Let's not get into that, because in my view there is no argument. If we as human beings cannot cultivate a proper respect for all life on the planet, how can we expect other more advanced life to give a shit about us?"

A bit further on, Dave goes on to say this... "Some people believe that the earth is a highly evolved life form. Many ancient cultures, including certain American Indian ones, treat it as such. We are sacred creatures and more important than animals, even though some of us might prefer animals to other human beings. Some people treat their animals better than humans yet they'll sit down and eat a nice 'juicy' lamb chop. Jesus Christ, tell me I'm crazy, please! A sheep is probably the most inoffensive of all creatures. It is self-sufficient, it requires only grass to live, if you call it a name or insult it it will run away, it doesn't support any dodgy football team, it has totally unbiased political views and it is generous enough to supply wool for us so that we may make clothes to protect ourselves from the cold in winter. 'Yeah, but they're stupid. So kill the bastards and eat them. Yeah, that's what I say.' If we ate everything that we considered to be dumb or stupid, then we would be too busy eating one another to be bothered with a mere sheep. What would it feel like if you went to the butcher's and saw your pet dog hanging up in the window with its throat cut and its guts hanging out? 'Eat the bloody 'fing, yeah, get it down ya, son.'"

 

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"Chair"
The subtleties of this world are awe inspiring,
the foreverness of this moment is wonderful beyond
belief. Beyond what is seen to the naked eye.
Truth takes shape of my chair...
Mind assumes the forms around...I am the tree...
I am the ground. A sound. A note...

Secrets humbly await recognition.
My mind takes a leap...Words stumble on my tongue.
Thoughts are too fast to hold. Too many holes. I am sitting.
The chair is breathing. Who is asleep...
All is dead.
I look around. The stillness is full of both noise I
understand and noise that I can only absorb.
The mind's a box of tricks.
A tree...A chair...A box...A screen...
Now the harlequinade materializes adequately detailed.
A mental landscape full of colourful meaning.

Illusion dances hopelessly in the sun with Plasticine
soldiers. Naked. Smiling. Oblivious to the battle.
Their waxy features melt into mush. The war rages
unseen in the mind, memory takes a back seat.
I am still here...where...Here...sitting...
just sitting...On this chair...

The above poem was taken from Dave's autobiography KINK. It's great to have this example of Dave's poetry (there's another one in the book called Years Fragmented which is also quite good!). We've spent several years knowing that Dave is an excellent writer of lyrics, so finding his poetry to be rich and vivid was to be expected. We would ask the reader to enjoy Chair in the subjective manner which befits the work: it is a fine testimony to the interconnectedness of all things which make up this seeming reality. It also speaks to the profound potential for transformation which resides within us all. When Dave finally publishes a volume of poetry (c'mon Dave, Do It!) we will be first in line at our neighbourhood bookstore, purchase-price in hand!

Anagramology.....
Not all of our spiritual quests were "Too Serious," since all Kinkzfanz have a ceratin amount of highly-frivolous DNA active within them, we determined that an anagramic analysis of Dave's full name might yield some hidden truths.....

So, here are the top twenty anagrams!

#20: Doodling arse survived lads!
#19: Villians devoured gross dad.
#18: Villains devoured odd grass.
#17: Dullards' odd evasive groins...
#16: Darling, as survived doodles...
#15: Dullards advising overdose!
#14: Deranged? So! Dildos survival!
#13: and so, vulgar desire dissolved.
#12: Adored vulgar sin dissolved?
#11: Agonised, sad; survived: droll.
#10: Ravager's dildo=devil sounds!
#9: Darling is loved; sad devours...
#8: Villains devour sadder dogs.
#7: SOS! Deranged dildo survival!
#6: A vulgar evilness: sordid, odd.
#5: God! Dullards evasions drive.
#4: Valour goddess drains devil...
#3: Virginal? Rude? Loved sods sad!
#2: Vigorous slanders, Devil Dad!

And the Number One Anagram....
#1: GOD SLANDERS; VALOUR DIVIDES.

There now, having received all of this esoteric data all at once, don't you feel better?

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Raving At Ballard!
GOT A DAVE STORY? SEND IT! EMAIL YOUR AWESOME ENCOUNTERS TO US AT kinkzfanz@hotmail.com AND WE'LL POST THE COOLEST ONES. HERE'S ANOTHER FIRST-HAND ACCOUNT OF THE RAVE IN ACTION...YES, A REPORT FRESH FROM THE BALLARD FIREHOUSE IN SEATTLE!...enjoy! 'Tis but a six-hour drive from Eugene Oregon to Seattle Washington, and on October 1st June and I buried the cat (don't want to come home from Seattle to a dead cat), gassed up the jalopy and pointed ourselves North. After a false start (my own fault, I had forgotten my Howlin' Wolf button) we were on our way! The weather was tasty all the way up, and we arrived in Seattle at about 3:00 in the afternoon. Once we had reached the Emerald City we hooked up with some chums, got very right, and then began our happy promenade to the old Ballard district, a neighbourhood near the University. The Ballard Firehouse is a fantastic anachronism, an honest-to-Siva old firehouse which has been converted into a most excellent music bar. When we arrived there were already plenty of Kinkzfanz standing outside; and then the skies opened up, the angels sang, and Dave began his sound check. Brilliant! The huge double-doors in the front of the building had plenty of windows to look through, so in no time at all we were all being treated to a mini-performance. Fortis Green, no less! And look! Dave is wearing his hair long. YES! During the soundcheck a dark and mysterious woman (carrying a single rose) arrived and stood watching through the windows. Ah, it was the one-and-only Annette/Kinkette...the tribe was beginning to gather. Soon the soundcheck ended (sounded bloody great!) and we all "got back into the line." I know that it wasn't really a terribly long wait, but it seemed like Forever. Of course, we had the company of the greatest fans in the world to share the waiting with, so it was fine. When the doors opened up, we all went into the club and were happily amazed at the way the place was set up. This was going to be all about major access, about being right in front of the stage during the show. Who was right there at the sharp end, waiting to welcome Dave? Why, it was Annette with the noble Mike, the energetic Phyllis and the lovely Laurie, a wonderful vanguard of true and mighty Kinkzfanz, ready to rave! There were three opening acts, each one having their good points. The first group played a few cover tunes, older top-40 dance hits. The next band was called Thin Pillow and they were very much into Hendrixness. They performed an imaginative psychedelic rendition of Eleanor Rigby, quite good. They were followed by the Tycoons, a band which features one of the members of the Presidents of the United States. Fantastic vocal harmonies with this act, very impressive playing as well. Some of their tunes had an early British-Invasion feel (kinda kinksy). And then our waiting came to a happy end when Dave and his band took the stage and jumped right into their set. A fine mix of Kinks, Dave-tunes, and a few amazements. Since this was the first show of the tour we were anticipating a lot of rustiness, but this was fresh, it was joyful and wonderfully enthusiastic. Dave established a happy rapport with the audience very quickly and the amount of interaction (we're talking real interaction, not stage-mincing) was great to behold. He was having fun! The crowd loved it, and for the next two hours we got to hear one of the world's greatest guitarists playing flawlessly. His voice was the strongest and best-controlled I have ever heard live from him. It was simply awesome and this was just the first show of the tour! I anticipate that by the time Dave hits Southern California he may be too bright to look at! Wear your shades when you go to the shows, folks, because the Man is blazing!


Imagination's Real...
...is based around a discussion of the spiritual thoughts and writings of Dave Davies. If you wish to add to our quaint verbage, please send your ideas to kinkzfanz@hotmail.com.