So Dave Davies of The Kinks has bagged himself a new squeeze.
A new album (I Will Be Me) and a successful US tour would seem to see the sly fox up to his old tricks, apparently shucking off his long-time partner and business manager Kate in favour of someone new. Much as he divested himself of girlfriend Nancy after taking up with Kate on tour (also in the US, I believe). And before that he pulled the same thing on his Danish bride Lisbet after meeting Nancy on tour stateside. Are we discerning a pattern here? Dave has always been canny enough to make sure to have the next woman lined up.
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose, I hear you cry, in execrable French accents.
Previous to marriage, Dave had enjoyed a variegated sex life, some of it detailed in his autobiography Kink.* His first love was a girl called Sue, who became pregnant when she was sixteen and he fifteen. She was the inspiration of many of his Kinks compositions, such as ‘Mindless Child of Motherhood’ and perhaps even up to the solo ballad ‘Flowers in the Rain’. Heartbreak and separation, secrets and lies, the stuff good songs are made of. Dave wasn’t inspired to stick with her, however, but went on his merry (but ever so slightly melancholy) way corrupting many another maiden in the process.
He remembers ‘young girls trying so hard not to give in’, and that the same were ‘prepared to do anything to be with their adored stars’. Dave wasn’t the type not to capitalise on his youth, good looks, charisma and fame. I doubt many teenagers would balk at taking advantage in the same situation.
In X-Ray, Ray Davies’s unauthorised autobiography, Dave’s big brother shows himself similarly unable to resist the ministrations of groupies, eager to please the boys in the band from the very early days, though he allegedly restrains himself once married to Rasa. Ray distances himself from his graphic representations by revisiting them on his young narrator: ‘As I close my eyes, I feel the girl’s wet tongue swallow me up like a vacuum cleaner. … I make noises like a wild animal caught in a trap.’ He also recalls a northern lass whose ‘one obsession was that she insisted on jerking me off as soon as the gig was over’.
Ray did, however, step up to the plate and marry Rasa once he’d impregnated her.
Unlike Dave who, as the subject of a paternity suit from a 17-year-old fan called Eileen, also walked away from this illegitimate child unscathed, remarking, ‘It was amazing what 50 quid could buy in those days.’ He also comments, ‘I wasn’t entirely convinced that the baby was mine’, which rather implies that he was almost convinced that it was.
Dave got married, cheated, got divorced, hitched up with new women, cheated, hypnotised female fans, experienced a spiritual epiphany, all while managing to father a further seven children.
Shabby behaviour in personal relationships may come with the territory when you’re a rock star and not held to the same moral standards as us ordinary folk. Many seem to believe they have a God-given right to unconditional approval whatever they may do.
Robbie Williams is a case in point. From Chris Heath’s biography of the erstwhile Take That member, Feel, it is evident that the now solo again star is surrounded by an entourage of ‘friends’, many on his payroll or otherwise dependent on him for a living, who behave toward him like the overindulgent parents of a spoilt and wayward child. Robbie fulfils their expectations, proving easily bored and quickly fed up when something ceases to be fun. He acts up, proposes bizarre excursions, demonstrating zero patience with anything that’s not all about him. Much like my eight-year-old niece. The sidekicks humour his whims and hang around waiting for him to work out whether or not he wants to do something, crazy or otherwise. Much like said niece’s parents.
He takes it for granted that there will always be groupies ready to satisfy his sexual needs although they may be reluctant to be viewed as such, often initially protesting that they don’t intend to sleep with him, but generally capitulating in the end.
As a child, Robbie remembers not liking something and simply walking home, just as Dave decided on the first day that school wasn’t for him and headed straight back to Denmark Terrace.
I imagine that Robbie can be quite a charmer and certainly Dave too has been blessed with a great deal of personal charm. Photographs don’t really do him justice and fail to capture his undeniable allure. But I’m sure that those of you who experienced live shows on his US tour will not have been immune to it. He manages to appear gentle, sweet, open, unworldly and unspoilt, with a unique facility to draw people to him. All of us at satsang weekends felt this to some degree too. But maybe he’s able to maintain this equanimity by not letting much of anything rub off on him.
Can you wait until the day/When I am free and I can break these chains/We’ll ride the seas we’ll touch the stars
You can take the man out of The Kinks but you can’t take the kinks out of the man, it would seem. Kate lasted longer than most (17 years is a pretty decent innings) and she (rather sensibly in retrospect) kept him on a tight leash and did her best to remove him from temptation. Don’t forget that this is the woman who nursed him back to health after a serious stroke in 2004.
Dave seems very happy with his new love, broadcasting their status on Facebook – ‘Dave added a life event from July 24, 2013 to his timeline: In a Relationship with Rebecca G. Wilson’ (yes, to the extent of having a joint FB page – let’s not worry about the ex’s feelings then). And she looks very much like the cat that got the cream. They’d been in touch while collaborating on a book and hooked up (so to speak) for an interview in New York. She attended some shows and, as they say so often in The Sun, ‘one thing led to another …’.
Rebecca (or Bekka, as Dave now seems to call her) is the new girlfriend’s name and she is a freelance writer. I’m sure everyone wishes the couple the best and indeed, the new relationship seems to have met with general approval in Kinkdom.
Maybe Rebecca should heed Dave’s warning:
Well in this new love that you’ve found,
Are you positive, are you sure,
And are you ready girl?
She looks sure and ready enough to me, to reap the whirlwind of whatever comes. And the couple have been out and about enjoying each other’s company in the Big Apple.
Dave is all about moving on, the virtues of which he once espoused to me when I became sentimental about what might have happened if he and Sue hadn’t been split up in their youth. I’m a natural nostalgic but Dave’s philosophy is far more pragmatic:
You can’t change the past but if you see something that’s going to improve your future, it’s up to you to grab it and hold on fast.
 Kate had even taken the precaution of accompanying him on the 2013 tour. But once again a US tour signalled the end of a relationship. I’m not sure Dave’s had the balls to go home and face the music yet. But perhaps I’m reading it all wrong and it was Kate who pulled the plug? Or maybe it’s all a publicity stunt? Who knows?
 And, let’s face it, after it as well.
 Although he seems to feel some disquiet about this afterwards, worrying that he may have naively fallen into a carefully laid trap.
 He has been in touch with Tracey, his first daughter (by Sue) since 1993. The other children (so far) are Martin, Simon, Christian, Russell, Daniel, Lana and Eddie.
 Of course, Robbie is now hitched and a father himself, which may have helped him to mature.
 See my first blog on first satsang for first impressions at http://bashfulbadgersblog.wordpress.com/2011/10/08/a-weekend-with-dave-davies-of-the-kinks/.
 Now you start to understand all those bizarre rules and regulations on the spiritual breaks. For examples, see http://bashfulbadgersblog.wordpress.com/2012/10/03/ex-kinks-dave-daviess-secret-shangri-la-2/ and http://bashfulbadgersblog.wordpress.com/2011/11/07/coda-to-dave-davies-satsang-weekend/.
* For an in-depth review of KInk, see http://sshh-sshh.blogspot.co.uk/2012/07/reflections-on-kink-by-dave-davies.html
All lyrics reproduced from kindakinks.net.