Posts Tagged ‘ beach boys ’

wouldn’t it be nice

the beach boys pet sounds is arguably the greatest album of all time (it’s #2 on rolling stone’s list).  “wouldn’t it be nice” kicks off pet sounds and is one of my favorite summer jams.  i hadn’t seen the video until yesterday.  i was surprised not to see any females in bikinis in the video, but then remembered this was 1966.  

pet sounds was predominately a brian wilson album with the rest of the beach boys only filling in vocals here and there.  wilson obsessed over every detail trying to top the beatles’ rubber soul.  when he presented it to the label, they told him they weren’t going to release it.  good thing for us it was released the way brian intended it to sound and has since become a classic.

here are a few photographs of brian wilson and the beach boys recording pet sounds.  there’s also a couple of outtakes from the album cover shoot.  notice wilson’s black watch plaid pants in the last photo.  i need to find some of those.

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weekly six pack vol 4

tough week for the ol’ boy.  i’m ready for the weekend.  not a lot of new stuff on here.  i bought the new sufjan stevens record for $3 on  i dig “futile devices” but am having trouble with the rest of it (as usual).  i can’t seem to turn off pet sounds.  i find something new in that album every time i put it on.  whiskeytown’s “pawn shop ain’t no place for a wedding ring” came on shuffle yesterday and i had forgotten how brilliant their straight-up country was.  the local natives played here last night and missed it like a friggin’ idiot.  “strawberry letter 23” is something that should be on everyone’s ipod.  it’s one of those songs you know you’ve heard but can’t remember where.  i’ve also been listening to a lot of norah jones’ latest album this week.  her version of “jesus, etc.” is spot on.  that’s it for the weekly sixer.

required listening

i remember most of the pivotal moments in my life regarding music.  this one instance happened on the way to the bathroom in 6th grade when i ran into my music teacher who told me we were watching a documentary on salt n peppa in class that day.  “did you know it was inspired by pet sounds?” he told me.  “no” i said faking amazement.  i hated salt-n-peppa and had no clue what the f pet sounds was.  my world changed shortly after.

what i soon figured out was that the documentary was not-so-much salt-n-peppa, but more sgt pepper, my soon-to-be second favorite beatles album.   when school ended that day, i made my granddad take me to sam goody’s to get sgt pepper. i still thought the beach boys were uncool so i left pet sounds behind.  it wasn’t until college that pet sounds reappeared.

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