Aaaah, surf music
November 9, 2007
Yes, surf music. One of the best ways to immerse oneself in an isolated, sheltered world when we just need a little respite from the big bad real world is to listen to music from a bygone era, one that invokes a simpler, gentler, more innocent era that never really existed in the first place. Easy fun in the sun, carefree beach life in SoCal or Hawaii.
Surf music, with its bar chords sliding up and down the guitars was, to my mind, really the original modern day garage band incarnation. Suburban postwar American youth with the spending money to buy mass produced electric guitars giving voice and attitude to their manana approach to life–nothing wrong with that.
In fact, it’s on grey and drizzly days like today when I feel that urge to brush the dustballs off my floral shirts, put on dark shades even though I’m inside, turn up the volume on the computer, and draw the blinds on the office window, imagining I’m at that most excellent beach, and…recline..
Some good places to start for surf tunes: http://www.live365.com/cgi-bin/directory.cgi?genre=surf. Number 2’s a good mix of classics as well as tunes hanging on the fringes of the genre.
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LegLib | November 9, 2007 at 5:11 am
Nice call. Dick Dale, The Surfaris, The Astronauts … The Beach Boys.
It must be an East Coast thing, though: When rainy days send me towards introspection, I tend to the analogue warm of ‘Rubber Soul’ and its ilk. ‘Blonde on Blonde’, Buffalo Springfield’s ‘Last Time Around’, ‘Dusty in Memphis’, ‘The Village Green Preservation Society’, ‘Band on the Run’. In the surf vein, there’s a magic to Cliff Richard & The Shadows, but I’d never mention that if I anyone knew who I am. Or would I?
Thanks for the link. I’ll just let Dexter Gordon, (my first call on this rainy day), play through. Then, It’s off to (with?) bikinis, surf, sand and luaus. Strike the bonfire, cap a Schlitz & twist the night away with my best babe.