Okay, big, exciting, nerdy cha-cha news!
Dr. SKETCHY’S HAS INFILTRATED SAVANNAH, GA! YES! Their inaugural session is this Saturday night and I’ll be damned if I miss it!
In other news, I’m listening to “Don’t Worry Baby” by the Beach Boys. This is undoubtedly one of my top 10 favorite songs, if only for this fact: if you look at it, all Beach Boys songs boil down to “girl songs” (“Help Me Rhonda”) and “car songs” (“Little Deauce Coup”). “Don’t Worry Baby”? It’s like they couldn’t decide if it was a girl song or car song, so they did both…and while it’s a great song, man, can you TELL it was either going to be a girl song or car song.
While I lived next to where the Beach Boys lived in the late 60s (really! It was down my street, and they were nice little condos) my great love of the Beach Boys I know comes from my younger-older brother, who is the quinessential California beach bum. I’ve been to the most random stoner concerts in the world with him, went to my first kegger-night/Halloween/Rocky Horror Show with him (I was 14!) and, most lovingly, he watched over me when I was sick in our older brother’s bar and told me “it’s no big deal”. Anyway, I credit him with introducing me to 60s beach culture, and one of our bonding points was over a Beach Boys song. I thought the lyrics to “Help Me Rhonda” were, “Well, since she put me down I’ve been out driving out of my head”
Johnny Thunderbolt (my brother) mocked me by singing, “Yeah, since she put me down I’ve been drinking a 5th of Jack and driving!”
We still laugh hysterically over that.
Sorry if this seems over self-indulgent…both my brothers live overseas, it’s around both their birthdays, and I miss them both very, very much. Anyone who’s ever been a spoiled-rotten baby sister to a “you a cooler than Jesus” big brother will understand :***-(
