Happened to come across these 3 snippets about his early life in Malaysia. Didn't know that he grew up across the Causeway. Such a lovely, articulate, talented man. RIP, Kevin. Thanks for this upload.
Vanda Lim Vanda, you must be singaporean. Aren't you? this reply may be 2 years late but , yes, i agree. He was indeed a talented songwriter as he was great eccentric cult hero. Im a young fan of his. Much too young to be interested in his music i suppose. I didnt know he grew up in malaysia too until after i became a fan of his joy of a toy album, which was a pleasant suprise because i happen to be malaysian. I wonder if he spoke any malay? Good malay, i mean. He did write oleh oleh bandung after all. May i ask, which is your favourite album of his? =)
I’m so glad I saw him live in Liverpool about 2004. He was pretty jaded and a shadow of his former self by then I felt. Very much going through the motions.
Were he only to ramble about 48 hours or so continually, I would just then, perhaps, begin to desire a break from this wonderful human. But....only for enough time to run to the loo and back.
never a truer word said... you can't go back... his word's... we're all individual, alone ... on this path way I like that alarm system he put in his conversation an alarm bell to keep us from drifting becoming used and abused by the over large egos of others. thinking that is what must be. No. I have met them they are amusing, the they their tone and superior educated minds rushing to the same place. that we all arrive there in our own sweet way pauper and King..aye! and everyday he does as me. large or small pomp and circumstance and we will all be dead one day... just a fading memory. and every day is new and new the words and old is lost lost fading forgotten the manual of the etiquette of they and that history. Kev is an extreme example of imagination allowed by circumstance of wealth you can not see the tree's or the wood only were it is you can say it is a forest until you get there, and when you are there what will you see or feel just another man men can not see themselves as others see and they are just as lost in amongst the wood.
Thanks for this interesting insight. It seems Ayers was much too sensitive for this madhouse industrialised western 'civilisation' . Middle age came hard on him (like many of us) and had to self medicate to be able to cope. He had three daughters , wonder if he was able to fulfil a parent role. He probably couldn't ,which might be the reason after all this partying , middle age hit him like a brick , and seems to come over slightly hurt and disillusioned . Even though he proclaims to have peace of mind , one senses huge doubt .
A remarkable man - one of the real talents of postwar English popular music.
Fascinating insights, recollections, and words of wisdom from the great Kevin Ayers. A wonderful and unique talent!
Thank you so much for all 3 gems of Kevin talking about his life!
... so so precious ... a genuine human he was ... ♥
Wish I had met him seemed so gentle
Happened to come across these 3 snippets about his early life in Malaysia. Didn't know that he grew up across the Causeway. Such a lovely, articulate, talented man. RIP, Kevin. Thanks for this upload.
Vanda Lim Vanda, you must be singaporean. Aren't you? this reply may be 2 years late but , yes, i agree. He was indeed a talented songwriter as he was great eccentric cult hero. Im a young fan of his. Much too young to be interested in his music i suppose. I didnt know he grew up in malaysia too until after i became a fan of his joy of a toy album, which was a pleasant suprise because i happen to be malaysian. I wonder if he spoke any malay? Good malay, i mean. He did write oleh oleh bandung after all. May i ask, which is your favourite album of his? =)
l was so lucky to have spent time with Kevin, l will never forget him, he was so unique, l love you still beautiful soul x
I’m so glad I saw him live in Liverpool about 2004. He was pretty jaded and a shadow of his former self by then I felt. Very much going through the motions.
I enjoy listening to him talk. He died before the pandemic. Good things to think about.
thank you so very much for this. met him in Spain and Belgium. Such a nice nice guy
Thank you so much for these films. They are so touching and human. I have watched them several times.
very nice guy and some of his songs are very touching. Thanks for uploading
great guy... talks sense
Thank You for posting this. Kevin was a one-off. Great talent.
❤
how lovely to hear this .... he's so sympathetic...!
merci infiniment pour ces trois vidéos, qui restituent le vrai Kevin, merci
wise man!
my, thank you, he speaks to me
Fantastic, thanks for posting this. Kevin, we hardly even knew ye, but we'll miss you anyway.
nothing has changed in the uk my friend everything in the uk is still very grey and yes all still uptight believe me....what a nice guy..
keep an eye pn your wife.. but i guess if the women did what yhey did the real lucky guy was the husbands who learned.. humans...
Great stuff 100000*. The UK is more done now than what it was then - a nightmare!
So Ayers got Gurdjieff - dude was a prophet.
Were he only to ramble about 48 hours or so continually, I would just then, perhaps, begin to desire a break from this wonderful human. But....only for enough time to run to the loo and back.
Yes... quelle tristesse.
Really nice. thank you, merci x x
miss'm...
never a truer word said... you can't go back... his word's... we're all individual, alone ... on this path way
I like that alarm system he put in his conversation an alarm bell to keep us from drifting
becoming used and abused by the over large egos of others. thinking that is what must be. No.
I have met them they are amusing, the they their tone and superior educated minds
rushing to the same place. that we all arrive there in our own sweet way
pauper and King..aye! and everyday he does as me. large or small pomp and circumstance
and we will all be dead one day... just a fading memory. and every day is new and new the words
and old is lost lost fading forgotten the manual of the etiquette of they and that history.
Kev is an extreme example of imagination allowed by circumstance of wealth
you can not see the tree's or the wood only were it is you can say it is a forest
until you get there, and when you are there what will you see or feel
just another man men can not see themselves as others see
and they are just as lost in amongst the wood.
Thanks for this interesting insight. It seems Ayers was much too sensitive for this madhouse industrialised western 'civilisation' . Middle age came hard on him (like many of us) and had to self medicate to be able to cope. He had three daughters , wonder if he was able to fulfil a parent role.
He probably couldn't ,which might be the reason after all this partying , middle age hit him like a brick , and seems to come over slightly hurt and disillusioned . Even though he proclaims to have peace of mind , one senses huge doubt .