Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
I once had a life, or rather / Life had me / I was one among many / Or at least I seemed to be / Well, I read an old quotation in a book just yesterday / Said, “gonna reap just what you sow / The debts you make you have to pay” / Can you get to that? / Can you get (I want to know)
Friday the 13th or Father’s Day—call it what you will, but it’s a weekend, and a wild one at that. The vibe in our canyon is like many June weekends: a bit of gloom in the morning and roasting by 3PM.
This weekend, however, has a dark, dark cloud hanging over us Angelenos. The feds are fucking with our Chicano community and therefore us all. I’m on top of the hill and I even feel infringed. This week has made me realize how ethnically special our city is.
On top of all this, Brian Wilson and Sly Stone?
I guess I have two things to say:
“Get off my Cloud.”
“I wish they all could be California Girls.”
Happy 13th.
Enjoy your Father’s Day.
Fight the Power!
Idelic Single of the Week: Pile – Uneasy
