Surfer Girl

Surfer Girl

…a birthday tribute to Brian Wilson

 

 

 

the beach was the place to go

and what girl wasn’t playing 45’s

listening to “Surfer Girl”

dreaming of California

on such a winter’s day

 

thank you, Brian Wilson

for melodies that swooned me

with no one’s arms around me

 

for making my heart

come all undone ...

Author's Note

…a Beach Boy favorite of mine. Oh, that melody!

Reviews

[Lorry]

I was but a nipper and unfortunately for me too young to remember, but those California dreams somehow captured me, as it has done to so many since.
If you think of the beach boys you think of surf, sun and fun. Now how many bands can say their legacy is as good as that?
Ps... the idea of surfing gives me the fear, what with everything that lives down there wanting to eat us all. Stingy things, bitey things, swimming knives!!! But boy, what a soundtrack they have! 😃

[Kelly Scheppers]

I agree with you, Lorry, about the fear that lies beneath the water. But surfers make it look so darn cool and effortless. It certainly is fascinating to watch. Thanks so much, my friend!

[Vol]

Lorry,
I grew up in the waters of The Gulf Of Mexico/America... the worst injury I ever got was from a rusty bit of metal left by a nasty human... Oh, and bite, sting, fin, clamp, pinch, even suck... they are all DELICIOUS!!!
Vol

[Lorry]

Those pesky humans, eh? 😃

[Vol]

Lorry,
In Texas we call 'em, "sons-o-b*****s...

[Lorry]

Or depending on the subtitles...sumbitches! 😃

[Vol]

Hahaha! We reserve that one for those irritating lovers, muggers, and thieves after we've fallen for their scam... usually mumbled under our breath as we skulk away...
Vol

[Lorry]

Sumbitches...Motherfunsters...Why do we always insult their mothers when it's them who pissed us off?

[Vol]

Kelley,
There ought to be a word for those memories from the days when memories consist of more than what happened, more than who was there, more than its meaning, even. The me inside the late sixties when life was solar, surf and sand were spirit and soul that also carried a nameless zietgiest for which words don't work, no matter the soundtrack is an eternal epic.

[Kelly Scheppers]

It certainly was a different world back then, wasn't it? I love having your presence here, Vol. Thank you!

[Vol]

And I, you my intriguing m'lady...

[Thomas W Case]

Beautiful. Such a wonderful talent. You and him.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you most kindly, Thomas!

[W. Barrett Munn]

Make my heart come all undone
Do you love him do you surfer girl.

Winston

[Kelly Scheppers]

...what a line! I swooned and I melted all at once! Thanks, Winston!

[W. Barrett Munn]

Well, God only knows what I'd be without you ...

Winston

[Dara]

Those were the days! I remember listening to those 45’s as well. Sad to see another musical icon leave us. Your tribute to him and the song are spot on! I am going to find it now and have a listen. You have become a true California Girl. :-)

[Kelly Scheppers]

It's such a beautiful song. Still makes me swoon! Thanks so much, Dara!

[Pete]

nice tirbute. sure sounds like this surfer girl caught the wave. here's hoping for endless days at the beach with plenty of sun and music!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thanks, Pete! Here's hoping for a good summer without all that nasty humidity!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like, also, how you brought the Mamas and Papas into this.

I was 12 when the Beach Boys were cranking out their surf hits and car songs...
They were my favorite band until the Beatles, but they are still right up top of my list.
That melody was great. I also loved "In my Room."
this poem has him looking down, reading and smiling and appreciating the poet who wrote it.
j.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Ahh, you noticed that! I knew you of all people would acknowledge and appreciate the sentiment written in this poem. Thank you, J!

[MCS]

The power of music echoes through our minds and souls and acts as punctuation marks in our history. I really enjoyed this one, my friend!

[Kelly Scheppers]

I grew up in a house where there was always music playing. It's like a continuous thread that ran through our lives, and still continues to do so. Thank you so much, Mary!