Sunday, January 21, 2007
I have to tell you that this song brings back some fond memories of So Cal, living and growing up there, in the late 60s. I can shut my eyes while listening to this song and see my old house on Del Rosa Avenue, San Bernardino.
Back then it was a real produce department, there were fruit trees all over our back yard.
We had a variety of fruits that could be picked and eaten at that time. Plums, apricots, apples, and pears were the obvious ones. But, we also had grapevines surrounding the patio and they were delicious. In addition to those, we had a lemon tree, lime tree, and a banana tree that put one stalk of bananas out, once a season. And if that wasn't enough, there was a pomegranate tree down the street that I could hijack one or two every now and then.
But the last time I was there (1998), I drove through the old neighborhood and found a different flora indigenous to the area. Abundant fruity vegetation had been replaced by sage brush, tumbleweeds, Yucca trees, and cacti. The expanding desert that was then on the edge of the area has overrun the old neighborhood.
Although now it's all just a memory, I can still shut my eyes while listening to this live version of the Mamas and the Papas (from the Monterey Pop Festival) and still see the yard as it was, then. I can also see the Angel games with Jim Fregosi at shortstop and Bobby Knopp playing third, the baseball games in my back yard with an over-sized softball that we called the "goose egg", and listening to KFXM 59, on the AM dial. (KMEN 129 was okay too, but 59 played the best variety.)
Those were the days.
California was a such a special place, back then.
Hat tip: AC at Fore left for linking to the black and white TV version of the song (which is arguably one of the very best songs of all time, in my opinion), and bringing back those memories back one more time.