Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
As you read this, I will likely be on the good fishing vessel Shogun, heading out past Point Loma, down the Mexican coast, and out to sea. For a small band of friends, fishing has become a pastime boarding on an obsession.
Growing up on on the east coast, I spent my summers in the then unpretentious town of Sagaponack, Long Island. There was a little bridge over Sag pond where a worm on a hook could land you a small perch. I’d dig up worms for a group of old ladies with bamboo poles. The ol’ grannys taught me to fish.
Many years later, Rose—the mother of a friend from my delinquent youth—by chance came across my name in a LA magazine. A couple of rounds of phone tag later, my old pal Randy and I were reunited. Shortly after, a new pastime was formed…fishing.
Now, fishing you say—what the fuck? Well, it’s more than just that. My god, men going out on the high seas, leaving wives, children, work, and loved ones behind? Turning off the cell phone, iPad, laptops, and tuning out to mother nature in its rawest form—the ocean—is a journey of body and spirt. (Hey, it’s a getaway and it’s a blast!)
By no coincidence, the sea and song often go hand in hand. Songs of the sea have a tradition dating back to the accidents. Just think about it, the songs of pirates could be called the first real punk rock. Fittingly, the sea is a most noble muse for this week’s Idelic playlist.
Ship ahoy!
By the way, Happy 25th to Sub Pop Records! This week’s Idelic Hit is one of yours!
The Idelic Hit of the Week:
Daughn Gibson – The Sound Of Law
