{"id":155,"date":"2005-09-17T18:33:04","date_gmt":"2005-09-18T01:33:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lefsetz.com\/wordpress\/index.php\/archives\/2005\/09\/17\/easy-rollin\/"},"modified":"2005-09-17T18:40:52","modified_gmt":"2005-09-18T01:40:52","slug":"easy-rollin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lefsetz.com\/wordpress\/2005\/09\/17\/easy-rollin\/","title":{"rendered":"Easy Rollin&#8217;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>SUMMER&#8217;S ALMOST GONE<\/p>\n<p>Summer&#8217;s almost gone.\u00c2\u00a0 Do you know this song?\u00c2\u00a0 From &quot;Waiting For The Sun&quot;? <\/p>\n<p>&quot;Waiting For The Sun&quot; is the forgotten Doors album.\u00c2\u00a0 It was the one within <br \/>which they couldn&#8217;t decide who they were.\u00c2\u00a0 Whether they were hitmakers or <br \/>iconoclastic outsiders.\u00c2\u00a0 The first record had contained the unforeseen hit &quot;Light My <br \/>Fire&quot; (EVERYTHING&#8217;S unforeseen before you release your first album.)\u00c2\u00a0 But <br \/>really, that first record is a dark masterpiece.\u00c2\u00a0 As if you stumbled into a <br \/>German beer hall sat down amongst California hippies and they started telling their <br \/>stories.<\/p>\n<p>California had a different image in the late sixties.\u00c2\u00a0 A certain darkness.\u00c2\u00a0 <br \/>But at this distance it&#8217;s not clear whether the Doors were part of the milieu <br \/>or they CREATED the milieu.\u00c2\u00a0 This was not the Beach Boys.\u00c2\u00a0 It&#8217;s like someone <br \/>lifted the carpet and there was this band playing under the rug.\u00c2\u00a0 Reporting what <br \/>was going on down there.\u00c2\u00a0 Not that they were stuck there.\u00c2\u00a0 One listen to &quot;The <br \/>Crystal Ship&quot; let you know although they might be stationary, the band was <br \/>traveling in their minds.\u00c2\u00a0 And you wanted to go on this adventure.<\/p>\n<p>The piece de resistance, of course, was &quot;The End&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 So different from what <br \/>was out there that it&#8217;s still fresh today.<\/p>\n<p>But the follow-up, &quot;Strange Days&quot;, although not without peaks, seemed to be a <br \/>repeat of the formula.\u00c2\u00a0 &quot;When The Music&#8217;s Over&quot; had the length of &quot;The End&quot;, <br \/>but only a fraction of its impact.\u00c2\u00a0 And there was no hit.<\/p>\n<p>But then there was &quot;Hello, I Love You&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 It would be like &quot;System Of A Down&quot; <br \/>working with Max Martin.\u00c2\u00a0 It was TOO catchy.\u00c2\u00a0 It was GOOD, but&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>And it seemed that the longest cut on &quot;Waiting For The Sun&quot;, the album that <br \/>led off with &quot;Hello, I Love You&quot;, was EXCISED!\u00c2\u00a0 The lyrics were inside the <br \/>gatefold, but the song was not on the record.\u00c2\u00a0 And there was still a modicum of <br \/>darkness, but none of the same existential peaks.\u00c2\u00a0 &quot;Waiting For The Sun&quot; was a <br \/>return to sales form, but it was an artistic disappointment.\u00c2\u00a0 Yet I purchased <br \/>it, because I&#8217;d bought the first two albums.\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;d had a special experience with <br \/>the first record.\u00c2\u00a0 Involving a wild afternoon with some girls.\u00c2\u00a0 Well, not by <br \/>today&#8217;s definition of &quot;wild&quot;, it was more of a cerebral event.\u00c2\u00a0 Which is what <br \/>the Doors&#8217; music was at the time anyway.<\/p>\n<p>So I know every note of &quot;Waiting For The Sun&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 And three weeks ago when the <br \/>weather began changing &quot;Summer&#8217;s Almost Gone&quot; started running through my <br \/>brain.\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;d walk outside my front door and it would be sunny, it&#8217;s always sunny in <br \/>Southern California, but I didn&#8217;t feel the heat on my skin.\u00c2\u00a0 The sun wasn&#8217;t at <br \/>the same angle.\u00c2\u00a0 And there was this briskness in the air.\u00c2\u00a0 And the days were <br \/>getting shorter.<\/p>\n<p>And then there was the night I woke up cold.\u00c2\u00a0 Summer was almost gone.<\/p>\n<p>In the middle of summer you don&#8217;t have to rush.\u00c2\u00a0 There&#8217;s enough time to do <br \/>everything.\u00c2\u00a0 But, if you don&#8217;t get started early in fall, certainly in the <br \/>winter, you run out of daylight.\u00c2\u00a0 And it&#8217;s creepy.\u00c2\u00a0 Especially for someone like me, <br \/>who is not an early starter.<\/p>\n<p>Not that fall in Southern California is like fall on the east coast, where I <br \/>grew up.\u00c2\u00a0 Fall in SoCal heralds nothing.\u00c2\u00a0 You don&#8217;t have to change your <br \/>clothing.\u00c2\u00a0 Snow is not in the offing.\u00c2\u00a0 Maybe occasional rain, but the temperature <br \/>only drops ten degrees.\u00c2\u00a0 Yet, it&#8217;s different.\u00c2\u00a0 No one goes to the beach anymore. <br \/>Everyone&#8217;s back in school.\u00c2\u00a0 You feel your life slipping through your <br \/>fingers.\u00c2\u00a0 Another year dead and gone.\u00c2\u00a0 What to do with the remaining time?\u00c2\u00a0 Do you grab hold, or just cruise?<\/p>\n<p \/>\n<p>EASY ROLLIN&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>One could argue that the Young Rascals were the east coast precursors to the <br \/>Doors.\u00c2\u00a0 They had this certain grittiness.\u00c2\u00a0 Their singles held no compromise.\u00c2\u00a0 <br \/>And they had a certain bit of that Southern California sunniness, the one that <br \/>emerged in &quot;Hello, I love You&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 &quot;Groovin&#8217;&quot; was almost schmaltzy, but you <br \/>couldn&#8217;t resist it.\u00c2\u00a0 You couldn&#8217;t resist the first three Young Rascals albums.\u00c2\u00a0 <br \/>Not the first with &quot;I Ain&#8217;t Gonna Eat Out My Heart Anymore&quot;, not &quot;Collections&quot; <br \/>with &quot;Come On Up&quot;, &quot;What Is The Reason&quot;, &quot;Too Many Fish In The Sea&quot; and &quot;Love <br \/>Is A Beautiful Thing&quot;, nor the third, &quot;Groovin&#8217;&quot;, with not only the title <br \/>track but &quot;A Girl Like You&quot; and &quot;How Can I Be Sure&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 With that kind of track <br \/>record you had to buy the next album as soon as it was released, before you heard <br \/>a single note.<\/p>\n<p>And that&#8217;s how I gained possession of &quot;Once Upon A Dream&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 The album that <br \/>cured me of my Rascals addiction.<\/p>\n<p>Yes, they&#8217;d changed the name.\u00c2\u00a0 They&#8217;d grown up.\u00c2\u00a0 They had pretensions.\u00c2\u00a0 They <br \/>were somehow SELF-CONSCIOUS after making this music that seemed to come <br \/>directly from their guts rather than their minds.<\/p>\n<p>I kept playing &quot;Once Upon A Dream&quot; waiting for it to reveal itself.\u00c2\u00a0 I <br \/>fingered the cover, the black inner sleeve, in an era when Atlantic still advertised <br \/>other albums on the paper pocket holding the record.<\/p>\n<p>Then I had to give up.\u00c2\u00a0 I just didn&#8217;t get it.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, I got the marginal hit &quot;It&#8217;s Wonderful&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 A trifle compared to the hits <br \/>that came before.\u00c2\u00a0 And I also got &quot;Easy Rollin&#8217;&quot;.<\/p>\n<p>1968 was the year of transition.\u00c2\u00a0 Not only to FM, but to STEREO!<\/p>\n<p>Yes, prior to this we&#8217;d played our albums on little boxes.\u00c2\u00a0 With heavy <br \/>tonearms.\u00c2\u00a0 But, like the Internet revolution the stereo revolution swept the <br \/>country.\u00c2\u00a0 If you had a TURNTABLE and some decent speakers you could hear things in the records, little stuff that made you feel part of a special club, that would <br \/>ELATE YOU!<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Easy Rollin&#8217;&quot;&#8217;s got a great groove.\u00c2\u00a0 But what truly puts it over the top is <br \/>the SOUND!\u00c2\u00a0 You could HEAR the acoustic guitar.\u00c2\u00a0 The organ had texture.\u00c2\u00a0 And <br \/>the BREATHS!\u00c2\u00a0 The AHHS!\u00c2\u00a0 The MMMS!\u00c2\u00a0 The birds in the background.\u00c2\u00a0 It was a <br \/>whole ENVIRONMENT!\u00c2\u00a0 It was MAGICAL!<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;ve got to picture it.\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;m fifteen.\u00c2\u00a0 It&#8217;s not like I never touched a <br \/>girl, never kissed a girl, but I won&#8217;t say I lived a life of fulfillment.\u00c2\u00a0 I was <br \/>not the most popular boy in the class, far from it.\u00c2\u00a0 I was not captain of the <br \/>football team.\u00c2\u00a0 I knew a couple of cheerleaders, but they didn&#8217;t\/wouldn&#8217;t hang <br \/>with me.\u00c2\u00a0 Oh, I might get a word or two in class, but that was IT!\u00c2\u00a0 Although I <br \/>was interacting with people all day, really I was living in a bubble.\u00c2\u00a0 A rock <br \/>and roll bubble.<\/p>\n<p><em>Easy rollin&#8217;, ain&#8217;t no need to hurry at all <br \/>It&#8217;s just a special mornin&#8217; when I wake yawnin&#8217;<br \/>And sun is shinin&#8217; <br \/>I feel like I&#8217;ve been dreamin&#8217; and freelance schemin&#8217; <br \/>On colored rainbows<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t get to bed last night until just before the sun came up.\u00c2\u00a0 At that <br \/>hour EVERYTHING you read seems interesting.<\/p>\n<p>And I finally caught up on a week&#8217;s worth of sleep.<\/p>\n<p>But when I woke up&#8230;\u00c2\u00a0 Much of the day had already passed.<\/p>\n<p>I checked my e-mail and then sat down at the kitchen table for a late <br \/>lunch\/breakfast.<\/p>\n<p>There was no music playing.\u00c2\u00a0 I was reading the New York and Los Angeles <br \/>&quot;Times&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 There&#8217;s a whole world out there.\u00c2\u00a0 You kind of forget.\u00c2\u00a0 You get wrapped up <br \/>in your own life.\u00c2\u00a0 Even on the Internet&#8230;that&#8217;s an alternative universe, <br \/>CYBERSPACE, where everybody can afford a computer, where everybody ELSE is <br \/>removed from what&#8217;s going on.\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;m basking in what sunshine is left, pouring through the dining room windows.\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;m groovin&#8217;.\u00c2\u00a0 And then a song starts playing in my head.\u00c2\u00a0 &quot;Easy Rollin&#8217;&quot;.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s kind of like going to a restaurant.\u00c2\u00a0 No longer how good the special <br \/>sounds, you&#8217;ve got to go with your gut.\u00c2\u00a0 Even if you&#8217;ve had chicken the night <br \/>before, if it feels right now you&#8217;ve got to get it, or else you won&#8217;t be happy.\u00c2\u00a0 <br \/>My iPod was on Poco.\u00c2\u00a0 But I FORCED myself to dial in &quot;Easy Rollin&#8217;&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 I knew <br \/>something else would sound GOOD, but nothing else would RESONATE!<\/p>\n<p><em>I&#8217;m livin&#8217; a dream a minute, deep down within it<br \/>My life&#8217;s a flower <br \/>I think that I wouldn&#8217;t change or rearrange<br \/>A single hour<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I thought back to high school.\u00c2\u00a0 I thought back to who I used to be.<\/p>\n<p>I wasn&#8217;t reflecting, it was part of a CONTINUUM.\u00c2\u00a0 It was STILL ME!<\/p>\n<p>We grow older, but people only shed their skin.\u00c2\u00a0 You take who you are, your <br \/>history, EVERYWHERE!<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s how you square it with reality, what&#8217;s happening now.<\/p>\n<p>I want to stop time.\u00c2\u00a0 Give summer a few extra months.\u00c2\u00a0 I want to go back to <br \/>the east coast and not only examine my roots, but live them!\u00c2\u00a0 Go back and see <br \/>all those people.\u00c2\u00a0 Feel that nip in the air.\u00c2\u00a0 Stay home all afternoon and read <br \/>a book while the thunder cracks and the rain comes pouring down.<\/p>\n<p>You realize at some point you&#8217;re closer to the end than the beginning.\u00c2\u00a0 The <br \/>values you held, your world view, they&#8217;ve been usurped by a new reality.\u00c2\u00a0 You <br \/>want constancy.<\/p>\n<p>You find it in one place.\u00c2\u00a0 Those great old records.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>SUMMER&#8217;S ALMOST GONE Summer&#8217;s almost gone.\u00c2\u00a0 Do you know this song?\u00c2\u00a0 From &quot;Waiting For The Sun&quot;? &quot;Waiting For The Sun&quot; 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