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Guess I’m Dumb

14 Jun

Last night I was privileged enough to be invited to see Brian Wilson perform Gershwin songs.  What this meant in Brian Wilson’s world was that I was privileged enough to see Brian Wilson perform a slew of Beach Boys songs (most notably God Only Knows and Caroline, No) and a handful of Gershwin songs which sounded precisely like Beach Boys songs.  Don’t take that as a criticism.  It was stunning and I still have the harmonies of “Rhapsody in Blue” in my head.

As luck would have it, I’ve already done a post on the Beach Boys – one of their lesser known songs, but one of my favorites and hopefully now one of yours.  I’m still not sure if I will be able (or want to) stick to my premise of not repeating artists and Brian Wilson is certainly someone who deserves more space.  But be that as it may, for the time being I am staying the course.

And for this specific post with this specific song, I can give you something just as good.  You know I mean business when I say something is equal to Brian Wilson in any context.

Let’s go back to 1964.  It was the eve of a tour and Brian Wilson had a nervous breakdown.  He decided he couldn’t take the stress of touring and decided to stay home and concentrate on writing and producing.  A super talented (and handsome!) session musician was selected to take his place.  And so, for a short time, Glen Campbell became a Beach Boy.

As a thank you for stepping in so quickly,  Brian gave Glen one of the songs which he had written for the Beach Boys’ next album.  In doing so Brian gave us all a huge gift.  It is hands-down the best Beach Boys song never recorded:   “Guess I’m Dumb” by the impressive (and handsome!) Glen Campbell.


Nervous Breakdown

5 Jun

When I first decided to do a year of downloads, it was supposed to be about the music.  And of course it is, but increasingly I’m finding that it’s about me, my state of mind and my relationship to music vis-a-vis those things.

My state of mind has had better days.  I have some crazy shizz swirling around in there and it’s exhausting.  Last night I dreamed I dropped my keys in quicksand.  Thankfully, at the last minute, I was able to retrieve them.  Maybe there will be a light at the end of this tunnel.

In addition, two odd things happened today.  Well three if you count finding a small dead bird outside my front door.

I was in the center of a huge, super nasty and thoroughly ridiculous fight with my little beach community for suggesting we switch from an antiquated and annoying Yahoo Group page to a private Facebook Group page.  For those who felt outraged (and I do mean outraged) it was seriously as if I had suggested raping their significant others.  Which now I kind of want to do simply out of vengeance.

The other odd thing was nicer.  Weird, but nicer.  Someone told me they had waited nine years to kiss my cheek and that I didn’t have to be worried because once he did, he would never do it again.  He just wanted to make sure we’d be friends after the cheek kiss.

Suffice to say, today’s song is “Nervous Breakdown” by Eddie Cochran.

I’ll bring it back to talking about music.  I’m sure I will.  I should be discussing some rockabilly fact; this is the first rockabilly posted here.  But today…today I can’t …oh, just go and download.