For the last ten years I have been trying to Dream the Big Dream. What is that. I'm not sure. The Big Fish. Paracosmic play.
Maybe ten years isn't so long. But I feel tired, and like I am less equipped to get there and attain it then I was a few years ago.
Oliver Craner.
We need you.
Come to the assistance of your adopted homeland. The West you yearned for but were never brave enough to escape to. The great stone turban of Morro Rock. The rolling golden hills. The pure Pacific blue.
Calling "I Get Around" the best of the Beach Boys is what's embarrassing. Talk about adolescent. Pure 14 year-old empty braggadocio. None of the sensibility, the Romantic love of solitude and interiority, the lush texture and layering that really defines their best work.
Sit in the sunshine. Pop a brewski just to sip. Throw a tennis ball to the golden retriever. Swap tunes with pals on the Bluetooth speaker. Fistbump over chicks.
Sorry I forgot everyone in Britain is mentally ill and incapable of having any form of fun that doesn't involve being sloshed in a basement/gutter. I should be more sensitive.
What's there to dislike? You're hanging out in the backyard, grilling with family, flippin patties. Some gals in red-white-n-blue bikinis are attempting to shotgun beer by the framed-board fence. The kids are squirting each other with water guns. Just good vibes all around.
Yeah I can't think of a song after Love & Mercy that has staying power, from Brian's solo career, and even that one's pretty slight, feels like a bad rehash
Dennis put together a decent album with Pacific Ocean Blue, "Time" is really moving. But yeah.
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