I Am Not a Beach Boys Fan
I loved the Beach Boys when I was a kid. The stuff about which they sang was so different from the life I was living. I suppose I was captivated by the idea of the beach, the sun and surfing even then. The Beach Boys were the closest I would get to any of that for a long, long time.
As the years progressed, I got tired of the group. They were too happy-go-lucky for my taste. That life of which they sang was seemingly too good to be true. I've lived a relatively easy life, but I still couldn't relate to the Beach Boys at all. Perhaps, in all truthfulness, they were just too stereotypically white. Of course, I've since learned that the surfers of that era didn't like the Beach Boys either.
This song is one I love. Perhaps it's the hint of melancholy in both the melody and lyrics.
I've been in a bit of a funk of late. This song, for whatever reason, makes me feel better. Whenever I hear "uninspired/drenched and tired," I feel like they actually get it. Life isn't about "having fun all summer long". It's also about making difficult choices and trying to survive. I hear that in this song.
I'll just keep playing it until I feel good about the world again.