Beach Boys
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Movie Review: Love & Mercy
Brian Wilson. California’s closest thing to a patron saint of music. Troubled, sorrowful, misunderstood, and revered. His story is one easily understood as though it were written in broad strokes: The young man growing up with an abusive father, his brothers as co-sufferers. The rental of instruments and the writing of Surfin’ while his parents were…
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music=magic
Magicians play fools, using prestidigitation and axiomatic misdirection to create two legs out of a box, twitching as their body’s head goes on smiling, complacently unaware that they’re missing something down there. (possibly even something on top) its not worth worrying over. But real magic comes from musicians who play chords, scale up scales to…
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Brian Wilson
I remember California sand soft, moist, under my bare feet. That tugging pull of the ocean, Pacific green and cold on my ankles, eroding the foundations on which I stood. Out there, under bright sun and royal blue skies, is the mythology of the surfer and the beach bum and the casual swimmer. I collected…
The Numinous Cosmos 