September brings full-on summer here. It is a purely Los Angeles day, hot blue sky and anyone beyond the age of 23 staying indoors with the air conditioning. But once, in another life, we drove with the windows down and the freeways were open and we sang. We didn't sing like Joni, but we sang anyway.
And because the freeways were open we could drive fast and it was before gas costs what it costs now and there was music that made the accelerator seem to control itself. The Doors really don't hold up (may be encroaching fogeydom) but I feel this does as an official LA road song.
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I'm such a cliche. My go-to road music in those days was The Beach Boys. I've always been a California beach girl!
Erin
Erin - Not a cliche. We ARE California Girls. I loved being one, in those days a bit of a rare bird, living in Washington, D.C. in 1968. I learned to drive a bit later than most, more Doors-contemporary, but road music is road music. Good luck going fast on the freeways now. xo
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