Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
Into numberless reflections / Rises a smile from your eyes into mine / Frozen warnings close to mine / Close to the frozen borderline / Frozen warnings close to mine / Close to the frozen borderline
Reading Nico’s icy lyric, I can’t help to think about last Monday’s Presidential debate. Yikes! God help us!
On an opposite note, it’s been a hot one in the canyon this week. What this current heatwave has to do with “frozen warnings,” fuck only knows.
I’ve always liked hot Santa Ana winds, and warnings in a song. One of my band’s first songs was called “Beware.” It’s actually pretty funny that the song had absolutely no meaning, but drew out that certain smile I only seem to find in young men wearing leather jeans or cool psychedelic garb.
No apocalypse here, just a bunch of dudes with long hair looking for chicks. Much is the same way “I Warned You” comes off on the new Warlocks album. It’s really just a cool sounding rock record—not everything in rock ‘n’ roll needs meaning and it’s nice to hear the “certainty” of new songs from the likes of Warlocks, Toy, Brian Jonestown, and Temples. Yep, my kinda bands.
A note of coincidence—I finally watched Leonardo DiCaprio’s film The Revenant. Great and gnarly flick. I have to say I wish Leo had some kind of “frozen warning” about that fucking bear! OMFG! That bear! And sleeping in that dead horse! Yuck.
Makes a cool dude want to take off his leathers and jump in the shower.
The Idelic Hit of the Week: Temples – Certainty
