Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
Seems like I dig talking about the weather. Fall officially came last weekend but the heat of September 2015 continues swelling through our canyon. Tomorrow should be another 90 degree Indian summer day. Sunday night, after a yummy udon dinner in Little Tokyo, we cruised Mulholland Drive to take a peak at the lunar eclipse. It was a rare chance to have a glimpse at a “supermoon.”
Yes, I know I’m likely the last soul on the internet to write about this occurrence, but the combination of the crowds, clouds, heat, and “blood moon” was indeed special. It conjured songs in my head, and I craved the words of Jim Morrison. This motherfucker’s…
Let’s swim to the moon, uh huh/ Let’s climb through the tide/ Penetrate the evenin’ that the/ City sleeps to hide/ Let’s swim out tonight, love/ It’s our turn to try/ Parked beside the ocean/ On our moonlight drive…
The warms rays of an Indian summer sun just seem to graffiti long-gone Jim’s lyrics from the canyon to the sea…and that rusty looking moon?
Morning found us calmly unaware/ Noon burn gold into our hair/ At night, we swim the laughin’ sea/ When summer’s gone/ Where will we be…
Enjoy this hour of “supermoon” songs. I’m off to NYC for a special occasion. I’ll report back.
The Idelic Hit of the Week:
Youth Lagoon – Highway Patrol Stun Gun
