It's amazing how music has such strong memories attached to it. Whenever I hear this song I'm immediately transported back to a sunny Saturday morning in August 1986. Shortly after moving to San Francisco I'd found this record in the collection of the friends I'd initially been staying with. Loved it, so naturally I threw it on a cassette tape to play in the car. That particular morning I had gone out exploring and was driving down Lincoln Boulevard, sun roof open, wind in my hair (I had hair then), catching glimpses of the Pacific out the passenger side of the car. It was awesome. I had arrived in California and life was good.
Once a legitimate blog. Now just a collection of memes 'n menz.