Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
I almost called it a day so many times / Didn’t know what it felt like to be alive / Until you been a friend to me / Like nobody else could be
Keep my hands on the wheel now, mama / I’m gonna honestly try / She looked past the scars and the burned-out eyes / And could see I’m no easy ride / She’s just the kind who might get you to buy / Some strange religion
I’m keeping it quick. My wife called and said the power might go out. It’s hot, I mean it’s real fucking hot like we’ve never felt up here in Laurel Canyon.
A question for a sweltering Indian summer day—are you rooting for the cowboys or the indians?
Idelic Single of the Week: Beach Bums – Banana Backwoods
When in doubt? Watermelon.
