Observation: The city is so vast and cumbersome to navigate that I’d rather not leave the house. Lyrical evidence: I just want to feel some sunshine/I just want to find some place to be alone Observation: The city makes you yearn for a simple life that is impossible in the city. Lyrical evidence: Driving down your freeways/Midnight alleys roam/Cops in cars, the topless bars/Never saw a woman…/So alone, so alone But hey! There’s always cops and prostitutes if you get too lonely. Lyrical evidence: California’s been good to me/Hope it don’t fall into the sea/Sometimes you got to save yourself/It ain’t like anywhere else (Note Tom’s sarcasm in the first few lines of the lyrics … or is it my own?) As far as Californians are concerned, we live in the United States of California, and we are the mayors of our own mini, self-reliant universe, where we must claw our way to fame/fortune/paying the rent.
Observation: California isn’t like anywhere else.
Lyrical evidence: O great calamity/Ditch of iniquity and tears/How I abhor this place/Its sweet and bitter taste/Has left me wretched, retching on all fours/Los Angeles, I’m yours Observation: The city is foul but despite this (or because of this?) I love it even more. It’s possible that I read entirely too much into lyrics, but that’s the listener’s discretion, right? Right! This was a new phenomenon for me because Wichita, Kansas, doesn’t have a lot of claims to fame songwise, unless you count “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” (which doesn’t count, btw, because it was song about LEAVING Kansas).Īllow me to translate the meaning of some of my favorite California-centric songs.
I swear that songs I’ve been listening to for years finally made sense when I moved to Los Angeles. Another song about New York.” Well, there’s a totally different sense of recognition if you actually live in the place mentioned. You know how you notice when places are mentioned in a song you like, and you kinda nod, like, “Oh, yeah.
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