Listening to: California Girl

(No, not California Girls, no David Lee Roth here.) 

A couple of weeks ago, I randomly heard a song I really liked, and it happened again this week. Who am I, buying music this year?

This is another song that isn't new (it's from 2020), but is new to me: California Girl, by Cayucas (another group I had never heard of).

I heard it Monday night; listened to it on YouTube a few times on Tuesday, then bought the single; and then last night, reading on the couch, I realized this was humming through the back of my mind:

California girl (California girl)
Summer in her eyes (Summer in her eyes)
From the Golden Coast (From the Golden Coast)
I saw her passing by (There she goes)

It is just STUCK in my head, but in a good way. I wonder why this keeps happening recently?

Listening to: These Are My Friends

Since I wrote, back in March and April, about listening to the new Imagine Dragons album, that's been probably 80% of the music I've listened to. At first, I was just listening to three of the songs (Take Me to the Beach, Nice to Meet You, and Eyes Closed), but I added another three and then the last three, and they've been on repeat all summer.

Then on Monday, I heard a song that isn't new (it's from 2018), but is new to me, and it has really stuck in my head ever since. I don't remember hearing of lovelytheband before, but These Are My Friends is on repeat in my head. In a good way! 

If, like me, you thought oh, sweet, it's about being friends...well, look at the lyrics, it seems to be about the voices in his head. But hey, I love the beat!

Hockey, Spring, Music

I have, of course, been enjoying the coverage of the Bruins game almost as much as the game itself. My favorite line so far, from Bostonist:

"We'd also just like to note that Shawn Thornton now has more playoff goals than Joe Thornton. Just sayin'."

Consider that last night I treated my friend to an explanation of just why I never liked Joe before he was traded and got his nose all out of joint and decided to show them and really play (as well as he could have been playing all those years in Boston, which would have meant he wouldn't have been traded) ... well. Yes.

Anyway, time for some signs of Spring. Yes, Spring! It seems it may be coming after all. Not that I'm putting my snow shovel in the basement yet. Living here teaches you not to be over-confident. (I had to scold someone at work today, wondering who the Bruins might face in the second round. No! Bad hockey fan! Don't look past the next game!)

Trees are blooming:



My friend and I agreed as soon as we saw this: the lamp post in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.


Right? Imagine it with snow. (Who said that? Wash your mouth out with soap!)

I applaud a park that puts (presumably) its grounds-keeping supplies in something that is more than merely utilitarian.


Angles everywhere.


Sunday wasn't as bad as it might have been.

Some music to finish. First, because I heard it on the radio this morning and had to smile the whole time, Rosalita by Bruce. You have to go here; embedding wasn't allowed. The video's good, the sound's good, and it's got that young-goofy Bruce who really is excited about that advance from the record company. I'm not looking at any more to try to find a good one that will embed!

If you want to see good Bruce live, my favorite has to be a little Santa Claus:



I love watching him lose it laughing while Clarence is booming out "ho-ho-ho"s.

An amazing thing, old-school computers "playing" Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody, has to be heard to be believed:



Now that's what I call an instrumental version!

And if you need to remember the original version:

Singing Along

I'm one of those people who doesn't just sing along with the radio, I really sing it, just as if I can sing. I totally can't sing (well, that is), but brother, I can sing when the music's loud enough.

A few of the songs I enjoyed this morning. Some variety, no?



If only I could hit the high notes. Well, trying counts, right? This is one of those " it's almost embarrassing but let's tell the truth" selections.



I move around between several stations, but in this case, one station went from the Four Seasons directly into Coldplay. Very interesting!

Then Everclear on another station:



And the Bravery, of whom I have barely heard, but I like this song:



I really like the lyrics; some in particular resonated for me last Fall:

So give me something to believe
Cause I am living just to breathe
And I need something more
To keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe

And for some reason, that song makes me think of this one, which I did not hear this morning:



To be honest, I don't even recognize this band's name (Finger Eleven? Honestly?). But I like the song, and once when I was singing along at top volume while in rush hour traffic, I cracked myself up by realizing what I was singing toward the bumper of the car in front of me:

I want to make you move
because you're standing still

He was, too.