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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

“That first summer of my recovery was one of the most beautiful I can remember, perhaps because I was healthy and clean, and I began to rent some trout-fishing days for myself, mostly on stretches of water in the neighborhood that had been specifically stocked for local fisherman… Fishing is an absorbing pastime and has a Zen quality to it. It’s an ideal pursuit for anyone who wants to think a lot and get things in perspective.

It was also a perfect way of getting physically fit again, involving as it does a great deal of walking. I would go out at the crack of dawn and often stay out till nighttime… For once I was actually becoming good at something that had nothing to do with guitar playing or music. For the first time in a long time, I was doing something very normal and fairly mundane, and it was really important to me…”

Ask anyone who knows me. During the summer months I am fairly obsessed with fishing. I agree with Eric Clapton, it’s an “ideal pursuit” with a “zen quality.” Yes it does have its barbaric qualities, but going out to sea, killing a few fish, and eating them…it makes me feel like an ancient warrior. Humble, strong, at peace. True the chick might be hotter at Sushi Roko on Sunset, but filling your belly with a big tuna you slayed…

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

Last Tuesday was the first day of school which seems ridiculous sending the kids back to class weeks before Labor Day. I have my theories about the Los Angeles School District, but like most public school parents I can’t be bothered by such barbaric timing. All I can say is that summers ago I was entertaining different cocktail conversations—bands, chicks, what happened at the bar, and scoring dope. Now we chat about school districts, homework, and soccer practice.

I have to admit I’m still almost as excited about the first day of school as the last. The smell of anticipation and the stiffness of new shoes and a book bag have never left me. Call it DNA, call it “sense-memory.”

Although it was sad to watch young Jonah’s summer fun and lazy mornings come to a halt, I couldn’t help but pick up his sense of excitement to reconnect with old friends and greet the new.

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

I often make my morning coffee to a much-loved Spotify playlist I named “The Cellar Door.” Its contents are many of my favorite folky gems that often help fill up the first twenty minutes of an Idelic Hour. A few mornings ago this Tim Hardin classic mixed well with my “bullet proof brew.”

It seems the songs we’re singing / Are all about tomorrow / Tunes of promises you can’t keep / Every moment bringing a love I can only borrow / You’re telling me lies in your sleep

Tunes of promises? Besides my parents owning this album, it turned 50 this month. Turns out there are a tons of songs about promises. As I dug through my crates, many of my favorite musical genres appeared to be making promises—maybe the most famous, “(I Beg Your Pardon) I Never Promised You a Rose Garden.”

My favorite of this set, “The Witch’s Promise” is a Jethro Tull song. I’ve always loved Tull and believe Ian Anderson was one of more underrated songwriters at the turn of the ’60s. The concept of a witch making a promise?

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

I often think about great songs that have never been heard. Romantic notions maybe, but certainly poor Judee Sill overdosed hoping she’d come to in a world that knew this song:

The sun was red, and the fires were roarin’ / Stars aligned and the webs were spun / I coulda sworn I heard my spirit soarin’ / Guess I’m always chasin’ the sun / Hopin’ we will soon be one / Until it turns around to me, then I try to run

On phosphorous wings the phoenix floated / The fires froze and the sea was hushed / And when I tried to speak, the sun imploded / And the war will wage in my guts / Till the Devil bites the dust

I never say him losin’ a race but I think he must

The great storm raged and the power kept growin’ / Dragons rose from the land below / And even now I wonder where I’m goin’ / Ever since a long time ago / I’ve tried to let my feelings show / I’d like to think I’m bein’ sincere but I’ll never know…

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

Drenched in summer—sometimes lost between a new and old year—I’m self prescribing what I call “summer fun.” Play, be silly, go to a rave, go to the beach and crash around the surf, get wet, sandy, and let your hair frizz!

Funny that I hadn’t made it to the beach until last Sunday. Per a recommendation from a fishing pal, we hit Crystal Cove in Newport. It’s a beachfront with a glimpse back to what California looked like in the ’50s and ’60s. The waves were pounding and the current strong. We had a blast. It felt timeless and young.

So play. Why not? Musically I tried to follow suit and be playful with this week’s Idelic Hour.

I was having lunch with Liz Garo, an old friend and the booker for The Echo for the last 20 years. She was telling me about a new crop of bands with Rough Trade/riot grrrl roots and it hit me, “white mice and brown rice.” It doesn’t really mean anything, but after a touch of digging through hot crates I found more songs about rats than mice. Neither has much of chance if they run against our kitty Nori.

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

One cool thing about doing The Idelic Hour are the small rituals that Jon from The Vinyl District and I have developed over the years. In truth Jon and I have never met in person but each week for the last six years, Jon has sorted and edited my rants. Props to you, Jon Meyers for always taking the time to have a look, take a listen, clear me up, and make me look smarter.

Speaking of smarter, the last few weeks The Idelic Hour has been on summer reruns (the ritual I was referring to at the top of the page). It seems funny when I think about it. “I’m on reruns.” Ha! Truth be told it’s a nice break from the constant search for new music and a ritual that makes the summer feel like summer and therefore healthy—although that could sound absurd.

Good for my soul / Heaven knows she’s good for my soul / Close to my soul / Heaven knows she’s close to my soul / I should have let her know / I should have let her know

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The Best of The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

Shadrach, meshack, abednego / Life can be confusing, any given day
 / And if you feel like losin’, get on out the way / 
This stuff will be amazing, here is all you do / 
How minutes turn to days in, doing what I do…

“Shadrach, meshack, abednego.” I have absolutely no idea what Sly Stone meant by those words. Growing up roaming through Central Park in the ’70s though I did know one thing—Sly Stone was the coolest and most stoned brotha in town. “Boom lacka lacka boom!” Cut to…

I was driving past the Zappa house the other day and I saw young Diva talking to a friend outside. It’s been a couple of months since we lost Gail Zappa. It was around Thanksgiving and with all that was going on I missed the opportunity to pay my respects.

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The Best of The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

Oh, my god I feel It in the air /Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare /Honey, I’m on fire, I feel it everywhere /Nothing scares me anymore

I’d have to admit I’ve had a case of the “summertime blues” for much of this week. No good reason for it, but indeed I’ve felt antsy in the office—the fucking car is falling apart and the office AC is broken down. All around me it says it’s too hot to work! Even a magic rainbow couldn’t calm me down Tuesday evening, so I went into my steamy garage and pulled out a few crates and looked for records that had summertime blues in mind.

Before I knew it, I was carefree (or careless).

Pay this ramble no mind, here is this week’s Idelic Hour for the July 4th weekend—a weird holiday summer weekend, this 2015. Friday’s our day off? Most everyone is fucking off as well. You know this.

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

With A Mirror In My Hand / And My Eyes Burned In The Fire / Drunk On Self Deception / And Punished By Desire / Leaping Directly Into A Bright White Sea / I’ll Keep Myself Breathing / And I’ll Swallow The Sound / Of Freedom

Yesterday I announced to my wife that I had given up on life. She looked at me and quickly asked, “What does that mean?” I responded from the hip, “It means I’m taking the summer off.”

It’s a relief to have left Susan in charge of everything for a while. Although with that said, I did agree to drop off and pick up our kid—and go fishing of course.

In the meantime, this combination of heat, fog, smoke, and haze has gone to my brain and shortened my patience. I’m in full “June gloom.” Funny, any time of I hear the word “gloom” I’m transported to the ’80s and the desire to date a hot goth girls. Gloom would not be somewhat cool if it weren’t for those strange but sexy pale chicks and the uneasy feeling I’d get when asking myself the question, “How am I going to get this goth chick to go out with me?”

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Dear dads and beyond,

What a strange trip parenting is. Not that I’m a huge fan of Hallmark holidays, but Fathers Day? I’ll take it.

Why not—being a dad is likely the coolest and craziest thing I’ve ever done. Fatherhood sure ain’t easy, but there is rarely not a day when at least one of my kids leads me to moments of bliss or revelation, but don’t get me wrong—being a parent can often times be a frustrating pain in the ass.

And I dare say, my 2 are like wild flowers. It’s not at all easy growing indoors—so maybe on Sunday the 21-year-old will text me from her European travels and our little dude will be happy with what I make him for breakfast.

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