Today’s pure music tycoon rendered questions like, “What is your favorite song?” It’s close to meaningless, but there’s a definitive answer. Beach Boys”In my room“It holds pride in my Sonic world. No, I don’t qualify it as my favorite pop song. It edging towering compositions like my favorite songs, full stops, Coltrane Love is the best And Bach St. Matthew’s Passion. I’m not saying it should be on Voyager’s Golden Record. I’m just saying it shaped my inner world. Of course, I’m not alone. The late Brian Wilson has had countless other influences.
To say that Brian Wilson wasn’t your typical rock star is an understatement. He had no pre-Raphael pills from Robert plants or the ominous dynamism of Jim Morrison. Heck, he didn’t even have the sound charm of Richard Carpenter. All he had was a thick mop with dark hair, a stubborn face, and dreamy eyes that took the scary rabbit look when he was getting older. The composer who happened to have a brilliant pop tune gave the happiest form to the wonderful stuff that filled his big head.
Whether we’re talking about unmistakably stupid thingsBe faithful to your schoolor “A trip that expands your mind.”Good vibration,” all of these songs soar like Stray Helium Balloons. Pet sounds It showed how stiff this songwriter is. It is in the “Intro”California girl“When swollen brass floats like thick clouds above a sunny beach.Girls don’t tell me. “And of course it’s “in my room.”
Wilson reveals what he has always done throughout the ages of great sages and visionary: the wonders of this world that remain hidden in most of us.
Often, Wilson’s music transports us to places of endless beaches, golden sunshine, rainbow seas, and crested waves. That’s true as far as you go, but it’s also easy to apply to Jimmy Buffett’s music. It seems even more true to say that Wilson is saying what great sages and visionaries have always done throughout the ages, revealing the wonders of this world that remain hidden by most of us. “Good vibrations” are not invitations to waste on cruise sheep with a margarita in hand. It’s an invitation to open your eyes. It is hidden in the outlook to get to the ubiquitous “flower world.” And the song is really strange. I’ll subdue it analysis And the results make me dizzy. However, Wilson is not a lab scientist, and the music theorist phalanx is not needed to evaluate this song.
When was your first encounter with the Beach Boys? Their music ubiquity effectively guarantees that I heard them sooner, but my first solid memory includes Disney’s sci-fi classics, 1986 Navigator Flying. I quickly left them as “glitter” and “old” and before they grew (more similar) mutation) to the knowledge of all adolescents with an ideological commitment to all metals. CS Lewis once I said“A young man who wants to remain a healthy atheist cannot pay too much attention to his reading.” Similarly, Doctorinare’s metalhead cannot pay too much attention to his listening.
I don’t know why I snatched a CD with a typical image of a surfer riding the waves from my parents’ catalog. It was one of those countless “big hits” compilations at the time. I put it in my disc man and hugged a good hatred. There is no such thing as the perverse pleasure of Snobb when denounced something that doesn’t follow their strict standards.
I paused for a few seconds with “”Little Dew Coupe“I feel completely proven. (I still hate the song.) Then I came to “In My Room.” I played it again.
“There’s a world in my room where I can tell you secrets.”
For me, music reminds me of the sheer scenes of Nikko that passed away. My friends are bustling around the world, pedaling bikes, kicking balls, and plunging into the lake. Most of them absorb the toxic notion that busyness in itself is a virtue, unwittingly from adults in their lives. And here I am listening to music and not just pensive. I can already feel a sense of guilt. I You need to absorb the experience or at least pull the weeds. I should be that Productive.
Adult counterparts like “In My Room” are singing “The wind blewFrom the problem smile The session will not reach the completed Beach Boys project. You can hear a more refined version of Wilson’s solo album of the same name, but Real Magic is in the unfinished Beach Boys version. Starting with the sound of the sleazy tip toes of marimba, the song hears a chime of wind hanging from the window crying about a grown man sitting at home. I especially love the naughty bassline at the end, and was executed with refreshing perfection by the distinctive Carol Kay. The boy “inside my room” has grown up and now he’s doing almost the same thing in his own house.
How was the delicate song about Slayer’s “Blood of Rain” and the cannibal corpse “Hammer Smash Face”? Simply put, color, Depthand Vulnerability. Wilson’s music is extremely colorful and bursting in a passionate life, effectively exposing most of my own listening in one dimension, monochrome.
“Rain Blood” is a throttling surge of raw energy. It puts you in the socks on your face, leave you rolled up and it’s done. Unlike house music, its function is to drive movement. It’s all about the action: pumping iron, pedaling bikes, pulling weeds. In contrast, “In My Room” has a depth that makes a song inhabited. You can lie down and think, sinking into the hollows of the sound.
“The Hammer Destroyed the Face” Warlops you with Warlops BlastBeats and Barfing Vocals. But there is more in common with this outrageous violence Tom & Jerry More than any of the actual fears that occur in our homes and communities. Meanwhile, the vulnerability on display in Wilson’s song is part of what fits human experiences and makes it so beautiful and painful. If you really want to understand this strange symphony of life, you need to sit quietly in your room.
Slayers these days are still accompanying me to my workouts, action music. But Wilson is there for that most important spiritual habit, when I sit quietly and do nothing, and for an era that allows me to wander my thoughts.
Source: Christ and Pop Culture – christandpopculture.com
