She sees herself as someone who can wield her status as a celebrity to catalyze change. As the evening wound down, Kelela invited me to get comfortable and listen to some of her new tracks. She gave me earbuds and left me alone to listen. When I pressed her about a release date, she made a coquettish face and demurred, saying the songs were still being mixed. In reality, she just signed with Warp Records, which will take over the release of the album. But I could never not make anything from any other place.
Her voice is as pretty as ever, rising and crashing like cresting waves over beats that swing from a druggy drone to throbbing bass lines perfect for dance-floor grinding. In their own way, they are a quiet protest: They feel radical in the way a Kerry James Marshall painting or a Ntozake Shange poem expresses the humanity and beauty of black life. The video , which has been viewed over million times and depicts a summer romance on a Greek isle, is followed by hundreds of comments from jubilant global citizens who have finally trapped their earworm.
For nine weeks, it was the most Shazammed song in the world. The retro, cheerful, almost cloying guitar riff? The result is youthful magic, the aural version of dancing until dawn with a boy you just met.
Of smoking cigarettes on a rooftop all hot summer night. These days, an enterprising year-old can browse YouTube, find something that catches his fancy, transform it and broadcast it to the world. Our atmosphere is on track to become one long hot summer night. In harrowing times, this earworm asks little and gives a lot. Sometimes you just want to kill somebody, you know? Really end their life: make mourners of their friends and family, make orphans of their children, leave a hole in the world where a person once was.
But sometimes you do. But if you do, when you do, maybe sometimes it kind of gets away from you, right? Would you cover your tracks? Try to hide the body? Go into hiding and hear about yourself on the news? Walk through the doors of the police station and turn yourself in?
You think about these things when you want to kill somebody. You have the occasional dream about them. How did you get like this? Brain chemistry? Read too many stories about Ozzy Osbourne biting the heads off bats when you were a kid?
For some people, that means hitting the gym. For others, it means a stereo with a volume knob. Heavy metal has been providing people with catharsis for nearly 50 years. I listen to it because of how it makes me feel.
They have six studio efforts, numerous EPs and a live album to their credit, and every song on every album except one takes, as its theme, a known serial killer. Others are so obscure that only true crime buffs are likely to recognize their names. Look them up at your peril: These are people whose crimes will give you nightmares. It begins with a thudding kick drum all alone, with the central guitar riff ambling in murderously after two bars — a figure that lurches methodically through three five-note patterns to resolve on three descending chords that land like boulders being dropped on a house.
My iTunes play count shows that I listened to it more than I listened to any song in except for drafts of songs I was writing myself. Scott Carlson of the legendary Repulsion sings it; the incarnation of the band was essentially a reboot, with Mikami the only original member. It has a cowbell. You can bang your head and sing along. I have spent a fair bit of idle time over the years wondering what it says about me that I want to indulge this mood at least a few times a week for the rest of my life, occasionally at earsplitting volumes in clubs.
When I was young, if I heard something that sounded too celebratory of death, it terrified me. How much time can I spend with it? What part of me is it? What does it look like up close? The cheap answer is something about the cathartic value of transgression, etc.
The truer answer, for me, is that sometimes you really wanna kill somebody. It would be wrong. You try not to do wrong. But if you spend a little time in the presence of a perfect groove contemplating the wrong directly without moralizing about it, you can ride the feeling in safety and go in as deep as you want, emerging later not wanting to kill anybody.
Coates sat on the edge of a couch; Levi took a chair; each looked expectant, borderline anxious. It had been a busy year. Levi is also a producer and D. Coates has scored films, too, but is better known for his work as a cellist.
Its 13 tracks, some less than a minute in length, jump from beat-heavy, densely layered and looped orchestrations to atmospheric and spacey noodlings. It is a sketchbook in which every figure gestures toward newer, more exciting ideas to come, outlining musical rules a key, a beat, a melody one minute only to abandon them in the next. Before they listened to the record, Coates reached into his backpack and pulled out a coloring book.
He showed Levi one of the images he had colored in, a mandala filled with bright blues and greens, thin wisps of gold, bursts of coral pink. Levi leaned in for a closer look, drawing her finger across the page. It was a visual cantus firmus, she said: a fixed melody providing a structure for a limited range of improvisation.
The pair sat in silence, pleased enough but also distracted. A few tracks later, Coates looked up at Levi, who was looking at his mandala. It seemed like a familiar conversation. Levi massaged her temples, thinking, listening. Maybe, Levi said, you set up the rules and then find a way to break them; color inside the lines, so to speak, and then scribble a face over the results.
Coates liked it. In fact, he added, his coloring was loaded with mistakes already, but the mistakes were what made the thing come together, in a subtle way. He turned the page, exposing the blots where the pen ink bled through to the other side and the sharp lines of the pattern were barely visible. Coates and Levi met almost a decade ago. Coates had come to perform student string quartets for a class Levi was taking, and he was struck by her compositions.
Coates sent Levi a video by the electronic producer Daniel Lopatin, also known as Oneohtrix Point Never; Levi sent Coates a mixtape she made with some tracks by Harry Partch, a composer who created new musical scales and built his own instruments. He wanted an experienced composer who had never written music for a movie, someone who would come at the task differently.
For 10 months, she worked on almost nothing else, worried that if she listened to anything — particularly another soundtrack — she would unintentionally steal from it. The soundtrack is unsettling, but also strangely empathetic. Levi describes much of her work as mixtapes. She was thinking of music not in terms of classical or hip-hop or any other genre, but in terms of people. Some music was Oliver Coates music. Some music was Mica Levi music.
I f you buy a record on brownsvilleka. Every few days, Ka sits in a study in his home near Prospect Park in Brooklyn and goes through the orders on his site. He was there on a morning not long ago, with a MacBook propped on his knees.
On the floor were cardboard boxes holding copies of his five full-length albums. He placed five CDs in a padded envelope. There was a time when Ka took a guerrilla approach to promoting his music. I still had, like, CDs left. So I started giving them away. This has become a tradition: On the day that Ka drops a new album, he tweets, turns up on a street corner and sells a few dozen records out of the trunk of his car.
It would be hard to find a more thoroughgoing D. Ka is the rare rapper who handles both rhymes and beats, writing his lyrics and producing the music that accompanies them.
He has directed most of his videos, and he self-releases his music, on his own label. It is not a profitable venture. Over the past several years, Ka has released some of the most gripping music in any genre. His records offer a poignant, distinctive take on classic New York hip-hop: vivid stories of street life and struggle narrated in virtuosic rhymes over music of bleak beauty.
His output has won him a small but passionate fan base and critical raves in Pitchfork and Spin. In , the Los Angeles M. For Ka to have won even modest recognition is an improbable underdog triumph.
He spent much of the s trying to make it as a rapper, quit music altogether and returned a decade later, releasing his solo debut at age Today he is This career trajectory defies one of the seemingly immutable laws of pop, and of hip-hop in particular, a genre in which the cult of youth and novelty is especially pronounced.
And when I come home, I try to make some dope music. Last Aug. With me, they had all three. Ka grew up poor, in Brownsville. As a teenager, he drifted into the drug trade, dealing crack and selling firearms. If Ka is not in the music business, his wife definitively is.
Today she is chief creative officer for i am OTHER, a multimedia company founded by Pharrell Williams, the superstar rapper-singer-producer. But a commercial breakthrough is far-fetched, and a prospect for which Ka seems constitutionally ill equipped. He has performed just a few live shows and professes little interest in playing more. Those records are, in the best sense, strange. His songs are unnervingly quiet and still; they hold a listener in thrall because they hold so much back.
Often the songs discard drums altogether, opening vast spaces that are filled by samples in brooding minor keys. It is an unshakable voice of experience, delivering hard-boiled tales and hard-won wisdom.
Ka excels at this kind of writing, brisk storytelling that unfolds in a pileup of rhymes and puns. So I speak about the things that I did, the things I pray I never have to do again. How do I finish my life in grace? She has performed it many times, and at least once, 10 years ago, someone filmed her in a church.
About midway through the nine-and-a-half-minute video, the band and the organ, which riff all the way through, fall quiet. The band kicks in again, and a slew of sonic histrionics, pyrotechnics and acrobatics follows. This was the moment that stood out to a musician called DJ Suede the Remix God, who just before Thanksgiving took that snippet — just eight seconds in all — and laid it over a trap-style hip-hop beat of his own making.
Suede then offered the beat to the internet, calling it the U Name It Challenge and inviting others to put their own spins on it. The singer Chris Brown recorded a video dancing to it. Countless other dancers and rappers followed him.
The challenge went megaviral. The trick was that the snippet Suede chose had Caesar talking about food — and about giving thanks for that food — convincingly, joyously and at the exact right time of year. Her ecstatic cry made it universal.
Grey is a vegan, unlike Shouting John, but a quick jaunt through his social media identifies him as every bit the evangelist of his philosophy that Caesar is for Christ. But I grew up going to church, dancing and singing to raucous gospel bands and choirs nearly every Sunday. Once, after a particularly rousing concert, I walked from my seat to the front of the auditorium to be baptized and join the church, only to come to my senses once I got to the altar.
For more than a year now, I have listened to little else in my car other than the albums of Rufus Wainwright. This obsession began when my husband and I bought a car for weekend trips: a AWD Subaru hatchback with what in retrospect seems like an ancient playback machine, a 5-disc CD player. We pulled all our old CD wallets out to the car, loaded the changer and set off for our first drive.
And what had been my self-imposed exile from music came to an end that day. I got the fever for the nectar The payback will be later Still I need a fix We need to fix you up Call me monday And maybe we'll fix it all up L.
I Live in California. The YouTube page for the song put up in describes it as " This song is from her album "Punisher" released in and it's one of my favorites, with a beautiful distortion added to the instruments.
There's only one brief mention of the Huntington Gardens, a huge botanical gardens and museum in San Marino, but the song also describes gluing roses on a truck for the Rose Parade in nearby Pasadena. If We Make it Through December. This song, released in as a promotional single, is a cover of the Merle Haggard original which was released in You can see the lyrics under Merle Haggard's version.
Smoke Signals. This song is from her album "Stranger in the Alps. When Hollywood Goes Black and Tan. In this upbeat early 40's jazz classic, Harlem crooners, Louis Armstrong, and more will all be heading west when Hollywood goes black and tan.
It's a celebration of African American entertainers in the movies, back when there were not many of them. Oh, yeah, man! When Hollywood goes black and tan! Louis Armstrong with his trumpet Will be heading westward with his band, Yeah, man! Trouble on Central. This is a great upbeat song that's sung instead of rapped, with a laid-back G-funk rhythm but none of the gangsta attitude.
Central Avenue is a long avenue that passes through west Compton. I wish I was in control Really wish I wasn't stuck on Central I still got so far to go, yeah Won't be stuck here, not for long Just hold on, hold on Work late nights and early mornings I'm on it, I'm on it Trouble on Central with the homies Oh no, oh no Pretty soon we gon' take control Just wait on it, wait on it".
Buffalo Springfield. Buffalo Springfield was a rock band active from to that featured several musicians who went on to greater fame with other bands or as solo acts - Stephen Stills, Neil Young, and Richie Furay. The band's most commercially successful song, this is often considered a protest song about the war in Viet Nam, but it was not written as an anti-war song. It was written by Steven Stills who was inspired by the Sunset Strip curfew riots in November of Basically it was about young people rioting because they couldn't get into clubs late at night.
The song was released shortly afterwards in late December The song never once mentions the Sunset Strip or L. The lack of a specific subject has let it serve as a universal protest song and anti-war anthem for any time and place. A California song doesn't always need to mention California.
For what it's worth, even if what it is ain't exactly clear, because of its well-know association with the Sunset Strip riots when it was released, this is a song about California. Everybody look - what's going down? There's battle lines being drawn Nobody's right if everybody's wrong Young people speaking' their minds Getting so much resistance from behind It's time we stop Hey, what's that sound? What a field day for the heat A thousand people in the street Singing songs and carrying signs Mostly saying, "hooray for our side" It's time we stop Hey, what's that sound?
Paranoia strikes deep Into your life it will creep It starts when you're always afraid Step out of line, the men come and take you away We better stop Hey, what's that sound? This easy listening ballad is basically a postcard to his wife from a musician tired of touring and the L.
I'll raise a glass to that. And honey I didn't know that I'd be missin' you so. I spent four lonely days in a brown L. Yes it's been quite a summer, rent-a-cars and west bound trains. And now you're off on vacation, somethin' you tried to explain. And darlin' I love you so that's the reason I just let you go. I can't help it honey, you're that much a part of me now. Remember the night in Montana when we said there'd be no room for doubt.
I hope you're enjoyin' the scenery, I know that it's pretty up there. We can go hikin on Tuesday, with you I'd walk anywhere. California has worn me quite thin, I just can't wait to see you again Mess Around. This is from a band from Kentucky who have had lots of number one hits on the Billboard Alternative Rock charts, including this song. It's off their album Tell Me I'm Pretty. There's only a quick mention of California. Louis, California Blue eyes, yeah she's comin' for ya Land of Mary, Charm City Oh lord, wish she was my baby You know she'll drive you crazy Yeah she's coming for ya No, she don't mess around No, she don't mess around Ahhhhh, oh no Ahhhhh, oh no Ahhhhh, oh no No, she don't mess around No, she don't mess around The heat is rising and only getting hotter, ready to blow I think I'll pour myself a glass of water, let it flow She'll show you what she's made of Yeah she's comin' for ya She's gonna try to break ya Yeah she's comin' for ya No, she don't mess around No, she don't mess around Ahhhhh, oh no Ahhhhh, oh no Ahhhhh, oh no No, she don't mess around No, she don't mess around Downtown L.
His wah-wah slide on "Crazy Mama" still gets to me after 40 years, not to mention "Magnolia. Much of downtown L.
Santa Cruz. Just to give a little music to boo me away Hey J. California Wives are an indie rock band from Chicago formed in This song is from their debut album "Art History" released in They get extra credit for namechecking California in the song title and in the band name.
When you wake up on your own, don't you know that you were wrong? Don't you know that you are? I know the deep past I watch walk with the wrong crowd I watch you fake it to the end And you've been waiting for so long All the day you're on the tracks You wore a flower to impress A little more than the less You're searching lights now they talk, talk When you wake up on your own, don't you know that you were wrong?
Cab Calloway. San Francisco Fan. Cab Calloway was a popular jazz and scat singer, dancer, and bandleader from New York, known as the "Hi-de-ho" man, which comes from the lyrics to his most famous song "Minnie the Moocher.
This is a slow blues released in Bound Away. Cake is an alternative rock band from Sacramento formed in This song, which name checks their home town, is from their album "Showroom of Compassion. Desire Lines. Camera Obscura is a Scottish indie pop band, fronted by vocalist Tracyanne Campbell, who also writes all their songs.
This song is from the band's fifth album "Desire Lines" releasd in I could illustrate for you my day to day Would that mend us? Glen Campbell was a country boy from Arkansas who worked for years as a studio musician in L. He was a member of the loose group of L. Then he had a long and successful solo career, winning awards and selling over 45 million records of his own, and he did some acting, also.
This song was a hit single from his album "Rhinestone Cowboy. Take a look at everything you own But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home Talkin' on the telephone Settin' up another day of people to meet You've gotta do what's right You've gotta spend the night Stayin' in touch with the street When you're surrounded by friends They say the fun never ends But I guess I'll never figure it out 'Cause in the back of my mind I hear it time after time "Is this what it's all about?
Take a look at everything you own But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home Cowboys From Hollywood. This song is from their album "Telephone Free Landslide Victory. Camper Van Beethoven. Dockweiler Beach.
From "El Camino Real" released in I Live in L. From "El Camino Real" released in "She comes in like a star, wearing jewellery and fur With her own entourage, hanger-onners in clogs From some small town in Spain, it's never explained.
Sufficiently Or the security I live in L. Come and see me someday. You can stay at my house. I've got plenty of space. I live in L. Come and see me someday boy If you wanna have a good time A good time with me. Black SUVs in the drive, tinted windows and guards Cowboy boots and shaved heads, Italian suits, tattood necks The party rages inside, but its never explained La Frontera plates Oh boy I hope it's not too late. Northern California Girls. Another song about California Girls.
From their album "La Costa Perdida" ' Northern California girls say, "Baby come home now" You don't belong there Everybody knows this but you Don't you miss the ocean? Don't you miss the weather? Don't you miss me just a little bit? Northern California girls say, "Come home from Texas" You could take a fast train Baby take the next plane You'd be home by suppertime There ain't nobody like me Ain't nobody like me out there Northern California girls say, "You don't know what you're missing" I got a good job, stay home and play the guitar You can raise the children barefoot on the beaches Teach 'em how to surf and play baseball Northern California girls say, "Come home from Brooklyn!
City of Industry. An outtake from "El Camino Real" released in available as an iTunes extra. Dear California. Vanessa Carlton is an American singer-songwriter from Pennsylvania whose debut single "A Thousand Miles" was a huge Grammy-nominated hit. This song is from her album "Rabbits on the Run. Maybe to make room for all the other songs about going there.
This alchemy is making me suspicious As if I slipped you some belladonna That I crossed town to get, don't you know? Yes, my grand friend checks it Oh he loves me as I leave, so I'm gonna go And I'm not in companies when you feel it the most And you keep my memory, hope ya keep me close Would you love me as I leave? Ever-changing as the sea, it's my only hope It's just me and my pup in the open road But your face is like a paper-cut to the heart Slip away while you sleep It's easy, it's easier Than it seems It's easy, it's easier Than it seems Just go, I'll go, don't cry I don't know, I don't know, but you fly Hey!
Paper-cut to the heart Oh he loves me as I leave, so I'm gonna go And I'm not in companies when you feel it most And you keep my memory, hope ya keep me close Would you love me as I leave? Ever-changing as the sea Would you love me as I leave? Dear California Would you love me as I leave?
Dear California ". San Francisco. This song is from Carlson's album "Harmonium. Hong Kong Blues. I don't understand why the gong-kicking guy says he lives in Frisco if he lives in Tennessee, or why they send rice there Rice-a-Roni? Car Seat Headrest is an indie rock band formed in Virginia. This song is from the album "Making a Door Less Open.
Yes, I love it I hear music in my head Was that a gun? He was snapping his gum Are my earbuds on the fritz? There's a hiss on the bus And it goes round Hollywood makes me wanna puke Hollywood makes me wanna puke Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood Faces form faces Phrases come in phases Take me to the palace Make me think I'm famous Okay Hop inside Come see my movie Hop inside Come see my movie Hop inside Come see my movie Catch a ride It's kinda groovy You can't disengage with one single aspect Watching from the sidelines Supervising lines Why don't you take what you can get?
No disruptions on the set You're gonna wind up back home Where the fear splits in two like Moses Into Mansons and Monroeses Logic and hypnosis Good and evil Only people They don't talk about the year-olds on pills waking up in beds of big producers I can make you famous I can make you something Carolina Liar is an indie rock band from LA with a big bright sound, but the lead vocalist is originally from South Carolina, and other band members are from Sweden. But the guy in this song can't wait to get back to that California sun that everyone else is always singing about.
But this time he's coming by train and not car. What does he they think he'll be able to do in California without a car? I'll bet he's planning on renting a convertible and driving down the coast highway with the top down just like they do in all the other songs. Then he'll write a song about it You feel alive At least you think that life Is something in you What do we know?
There's a southern bound train tomorrow Takes us out of this dirty town Chase the sun back to the west coast In eight hours we're California bound We're California bound … … … … Forget everything tomorrow We'll be on a brand new road Chasing the sun back to the west coast In eight hours we're California bound We're California bound We're California bound".
Foxy Girls Candy Store. Casal and Diggs are both filmmakers also, and I recommend their film " Blindspotting " which they wrote and produced and starred in.
It's mostly about the gentrification of Oakland, cultural appropriation, loss of identity, and the struggles of a man who witnesses a white police officer gun down a black man. In California. The Alt Country queen from the Northwest dreams of snow now that she's living in L. Thrice All American Tacoma. This isn't really a California song, but in her great song about her home town Tacoma Washington, which had seen hard times when she wrote the song, Neko Case gets in a dig at California singing "God bless California, make way for the Walmart.
I hope they don't find you Tacoma. Folsom Prison Blues. Folsom State Prison is near Sacramento. Cash said he wrote this song after watching a movie about the prison when he was in the Air Force in Germany, but he used the melody and many of the lyrics from the song "Crescent City Blues" written by Gordon Jenkins. Jenkins sued and Cash paid him a settlement in Cash's song is much better, but this is just another example of powerful people stealing from the less powerful and I have a hard time appreciating this song without hating Cash.
The song became a huge hit and Cash later made a classic country album recorded live at the prison. Son Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free But those people keep a movin' And that's what tortures me Well if they freed me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line Far from Folsom Prison , that's where I want to stay And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away".
All the Gold in California. The always cheerful Australian song and dance man does his version of the Gatlin Brothers song for the soundtrack to the HBO series True Detective. Alone in Arizona. Exene Cervenka was one of the vocalists from the seminal L. She also sang with the Knitters and other bands.
She wrote this song and included it on her album "The Excitement Of Maybe. Harry Chapin was a Grammy-winning pop rock singer-songwriter from New York who produced a lot of hits in his short life, including his 1 hit "Cat's in the Cradle.
I've Never Been to Me. Charlene is a singer from Hollywood who only had one big hit - this one. It's original release in was unsuccessful, but its re-release in charted at 3. I have nothing against women who are happily married with children or against women who choose to give up their dreams to stay in a loveless marriage and raise their children thanks mom!
The singer tries to convince a woman that it's better to give up her dreams and stay in an unhappy marriage than it is to be making love in the sun in paradise and sipping champagne on a yacht - a woman who tries to be free only ends up alone because only babies will make her complete. It's not hard to tell that the lyrics were written by a man, is it? Along with the awful cloying melody, too. Uneasy Rider. Charlie Daniels is a country, bluegrass, southern rock musician best known for the fiddling duel with the Devil in his hit "The Devil Went Down to Georgia.
Back then a man with long hair was considered an offensive "hippy-type, pinko fag" with "a commie flag" by red-necks. At the end, the singer considers rerouting his trip to L. Toolin along in my Cheverolet Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radio Just as I crossed the Mississippi line I heard that highway start to whine And I knew that left rear tire was about to blow Well the spare was flat and I got uptight Cause there wasn't a filling station in sight So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car It was right in front of this little bar Kind of a red-neck lookin' joint called the Dew Drop Inn I stuffed my hair up under my hat And told the bartender that I had a flat And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one There was one thing I was sure proud to see There wasn't a soul in the place except for him and me He just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone I called up the station down the road a ways He said he wasn't very busy today And he could have someone out there in just about 10 minutes or so He said, "Now, you just stay right where yer at!
And he voted for George McGovern for President. I betchya he's even got a commie flag tacked up on the wall inside of his garage. He may look dumb but that's just a disguise, He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage" They all started lookin' real suspicious at him And he jumped up and said "Now just wait a minute Jim!
You know he's lying I been living here all of my life! And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!
California Man. A cover of the song by The Move Roy Wood's band that became The Electric Light Orchestra with a bunch of classic boogie rock nonsense lyrics about a party where the jive is really cool and he's a California man and can't stop dancing and all that.
Well we're goin to a place Where the jive is really cool. And if the band stops a playin' There's a jukebox down the hall. And with your blue dress on, your folks all gone.
You're sure to give the guys a ball. Get that real guitar boy shakin', I'm a California man, Dance right on till the floors are breakin' I'm a California man. This is a dance-pop song released in This pop song from the L. DJs wonders if the singer's companion will stay with him after his star fades and he has to move from L.
Myself, I'd rather be in a place with a good taco truck. If I had to work just a little hard If I wasn't so quick to provide Would you be down for the count? Or would you be up for the ride? If what we did in public Wasn't all recorded Then put up on Perez 'Cause the people love my story If we don't hide our face Under shades that are imported Would you still feel the same When I'm just not that important?
If they say I'm washed up Would you still be in love? If I'm on the way down Would you stick around when I'm off the wave? If they say I'm washed up Would this still be enough? If I'm back underground Would you stick around or forget my name?
Would you stay? Would you stay, yeah? If we had to move away from L. Without the Five stars and Four Seasons With three words that have a meaning You say yes, but do you mean it? Yeah If what we did in public Wasn't all recorded Then put up on Perez 'Cause the people love my story If we don't hide our face Under shades that are imported Would you still feel the same When I'm just not that important?
Born in East L. Cheech is from southern California. They did stand-up on stage, made records, and made movies. This song is a parody of the Bruce Springsteen song "Born in the U. After the duo split up, Cheech Marin made a movie based on the song that was released in East L. Cheech: Took a walk to the corner store Just to buy a loaf of bread and a box of s'mores Up pulled a guy in a yellow van Shiny gold badge flashing in his hand He said, Chong: Alright all you mojados down here I want you all to hit the floor I got one thing to ask you and nothing more So answer in English, if you can Where were ya born, man Cheech: Huh?
Where was I born? Chong: That's right, I said Where were ya born? Cheech: Hey, are you one of those dudes who do horoscopes, man Hey, I'm a Cancer with a bad moon rising Chong: Look here el vago, watch my lips Where were ya born?
Cheech: I was born in East L. Man, I was born in East L. Chong: Oh yeah, you were born in East L. Well let's see your green card, hun?
Cheech: Huh? Green card? I'm from East L. Cheech: Next thing I know, I'm in a foreign land People talkin so fast, I couldn't understand There was nobody there to lend a helping hand I was cold, it was dark, where is a burger stand? I want to go back to East L. I wish I was back in East L. I don't belong here in downtown T. Cause I was born in East L. I crawled under barbed wire, swam across a stream Rode in six different trucks packed like a sardine Walked all day in the burning sun Now I know what it's like to be Born to Run Up ahead was the promised land Shining like a star just beyond my hand All I could see was a golden door I looked up, a sign said "Five Zillion Sold Sold" And I was back in East L.
Yes, I was back in East L. Black Denim Trousers and Motorcycle Boots. This single was written by the famous songwriting team of Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller. It's a teenage tragedy song that might be the first of the genre. A bunch of similar songs were written in the years following. The filthy biker in the song hits a diesel that was California bound while riding on Highway , and apparently then turns into a naked ghost biker.
Maybe he was even one on fire like the fiery biker in the Nicholas Cage movie. I'm assuming the accident happened on the in Oregon, but maybe it was in California. The Cheetah Girls are an American girl group that was formed for the Disney TV movie "The Cheetah Girls," based on a series of books, about four teen girls in Manhattan who are in a girl group.
There are three Cheetah Girls movies, a few albums and some video games and probably lots of other marketing products, but I had never even heard of them until I discovered this song 14 years later. Probably because I was never a tween girl. This song is not from the movie soundtrack, it's from their album "Cheetah-licious Christmas.
They don't get much bigger than Kenny Chesney in Country or any kind of music, and he has 30 million album sales and almost as many awards to prove it. This song is from his album "Everywhere We Go. Maybe it will.
El Cerrito Place. The song also name checks Pioneertown. Kenny Chesney. Get Along. Kenny Chesney spends half his time playing stadiums in front of hundreds of thousands of shoeless fans, half his time counting big piles of money and country music awards, and the other half of his time kicking back on a beach in a tank top with Jimmy Buffett.
That's entirely true, as I see it. In this post-truth world, you can see it however you want. Can't we all just get along? The singer of this inspirational country song wonders if a woman he saw on a highway billboard advertising some kind of sex phone line got stranded there on her way to L. I wonder - are there still phone sex lines? Maybe that billboard has been there since the 90s. Did she leave her hometown thinkin' she'd end up in L.
Did she break down in the desert and get stuck beside the highway? Get along, on down the road We've got a long long way to go Scared to live, scared to die We ain't perfect but we try Get along while we can Always give love the upper hand Paint a wall, learn to dance Call your mom, buy a boat Drink a beer, sing a song Make a friend, can't we all get along Describing themselves as a rock and roll band with horns, Chicago originally called Chicago Transit Authority formed in Chicago in then went on to record a steady stream of hits into the 80s, becoming one of the best selling groups of all time.
This is from the album "Chicago VI" released in South California Purples. The Chicks, previously known as Dixie Chicks before they removed the Dixie in because of its connotations of slavery, are a best-selling award-winning country band of three women from Texas.
This song is from their album "Gaslighter" released in Come to L. Desktop Google Chrome Windows 8. Plugin W. Media Player Winamp. Editar playlist. Cancelar Borrar. Cancelar Salir sin guardar. Borrar playlist Cancelar Guardar. Phones Laptops Headphones Cameras. Tablets Smartwatches Speakers Drones. Accessories Buying Guides How-tos Deals. Health Energy Environment. YouTube Instagram Adobe. Kickstarter Tumblr Art Club.
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