It took awhile to realize that when Kevin sounded like he was criticizing his listeners, he was really criticizing himself. It's a question of the pronoun -- when he says "you", he's really saying "I". 'Maybe if I would shout/Someone would hear me'.
I feel very much like this, although I grew up with a family of sorts. They didn't like me. It hurt a lot. You get your real upbringing in strange places, with strange results.
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.
l had the very good fortune of meeting Kevin when he lived in Majorca, l got to spend time with him, he was an amazing person and l was so sad to hear of his passing. He was a wonderful artist and a lovely human.
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.
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.
Non, je n'avais pas trouvé de temps pour les faire, chère Marie Rivière. Je vais regarder s'il est possible de mettre des sous-titres automatiques, car je ne peux remplacer les fichiers. :-)
@@claudegrunspan3491 je voulais simplement partager la vidéo sur ma page Facebook mais en y mettant des sous titres (pas sur tout car c'est trop long) mais je le ferai dans le texte de présentation, ça ira très bien . Et puis Kevin parlait un anglais si clair. Votre vidéo est précieuse. Ces chers moments qu'il a passé près de la rivière de Montolieu, et l'éclairage qu'il apporte sur sa vie affective turbulente. Merci pour nous l'avoir donné à voir.
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 .
I recognise that ...due to probably stressful home situations kids have no notion what they do to animals. I did it myself thankfully for a short while ,throwing stones at frogs, frightning our sweet cat with the vacuum cleaner when my parents were away. Huge regrets , could never forget it.😿
A kindred soul. I grew up with a family and was the youngest and only girl but was greatly ignored due to the ramifications surrounding that home. I too find solace being alone and not needing to talk, but can enjoy where my mind takes me on it's travels when I sit daydreaming.
I'm in the middle of three siblings. My sister and only full-blooded sibling is no longer here after a long battle with alcoholism but I still have a young half brother.
There is an obvious sadness when he says he felt he was in the way. Fortunately, he managed to find a world where he didn't take up space and made the most of it. He also found the strength to be alone.
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? =)
a polite, down-to- earth gentleman, a talented musician. I feel sorry about his childhood, ' I didn't know what a family was, I was always in the way, unwelcome'.It sounds terrible. R.I.P., Kevin, you made a lot of people happy and hopefully they made you happy in return
