The Best of The Velvet Underground: Words and Music of Lou Reed is a compilation album by The Velvet Underground. It was released in October 1989 by Verve Records.
The Best of The Velvet Underground concludes the mid-1980s re-issue series by Verve Records of their Velvet Underground material (the first three albums plus VU and Another View).
The record tried to capitalise on the new public awareness of Lou Reed, who had issued his critically acclaimed comeback album New York the previous year. Accordingly, the record contains only songs written by Reed alone.
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“I dont like nostalgia unless its mine.”
—Lou Reed (b. 1944)
“We are beginning to wonder whether a servant girl hasnt the best of it after all. She knows how the salad tastes without the dressing, and she knows how lifes lived before it gets to the parlor door.”
—Djuna Barnes (18921982)
“Why dont you come up sometime n see me ? Im home every evening ... come on up, Ill tell your fortune.”
—Harvey Thew, screenwriter, John Bright, screenwriter, and Lowell Sherman. Lady Lou (Mae West)
“And the frigid burnings of purgatory will not be touched
By any emollient.”
—Henry Reed (19141986)
“But listen, up the road, something gulps, the church spire
Opens its eight bells out, skulls mouths which will not tire
To tell how there is no music or movement which secures
Escape from the weekday time. Which deadens and endures.”
—Louis MacNeice (19071963)
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—Abraham Lincoln (18091865)
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She fans her wing up to the winde
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With reasons fleece, and hoises saile
And humming flies in thankfull gaile”
—Edward Taylor (16451729)
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—H.L. (Henry Lewis)