I’m trying to remember where I heard “’65 Love Affair”. I mean it was a pop hit, and I never listened to AM radio. And then I remembered, in the early eighties, when MTV broke up, there was a new phenomenon, Top Forty on FM radio. It was a coup actually, because AOR stations were old, established in their ways, and people were ready for something different, ergo KROQ, the ROQ of the eighties, and I’m trying to remember the call letters, which I can’t, but I’m pretty sure the number was 100.3. And in the days of yore, you used to drive your car pressing the buttons looking for music, something you wanted to hear, something you didn’t want to instantly walk away from. Sure, I had cassettes in my glove compartment, but there was an immediacy of radio, when we were all on the same page and you could feel connected, now you listen to a podcast and you don’t care about anyone else.
“You sang do wop diddy wop diddy wop doo”
There used to be nonsense lyrics, especially in the early sixties, but even “The Boxer” had “lie-la-lie” in it, I always thought I just wasn’t getting the words, the single came out before the song was on the album “Bridge Over Troubled Waters”.
And then there are the Beach Boys records and…
There was a hint of joy to the AM material of the sixties, before we all switched to FM and album rock at the end of the decade. And sure, there were some pointless clues, but there were also some significant ones.
“If I could go back again
Well I know I would never let you go
Back with some of my friends.
to that wonderful
65 love story
Actually, those days were not so good. I don’t want to go back, either with Eddie Money or with anyone else. But there are some flashes, some memorable moments that come back when I hear songs like “’65 Love Affair.” I had a love affair in ’65, with Jill at Camp Laurelwood. I looked it up online decades ago. She was instantly recognizable, she still looks the same. Not that I’m going to make contact. This was long before Facebook, when the whole world came out of nowhere, became available, in the late 1990s and early 2000s, the internet was still new, you couldn’t find everyone, but you still searched for them. everybody. But he never got in touch with any of them.
“If I could go back in time
Well I know that somehow you would still be mine.
Actually, I doubt it. She stole it from Jimmy, and it wasn’t long after she closed camp that she came back to him. But she is part of my story.
Anyway, you know how records are, some of them infect you and others don’t, and we’re always looking for the ones that do, and it has little to do with expectations, little to do with what others say, we only know when we hear it. , like porn, like that old man, and he was old, said the Supreme Court judge.
But Paul Davis… Wasn’t he a soft pop guy? Could I really like a Paul Davis record? But then I saw the album in the promo bin, one of the perks of living in Los Angeles, and I bought it, it played the song, and it always made me feel good.
“It’s going to be a great night”
You know, the kind of night when they’re playing tennis in Goodbye Columbus, during the summer, maybe late spring, when you might need a light jacket, if that, when the night is full of possibilities.
So we were coming back from Thanksgiving at Monica’s house listening to Yacht Rock Radio on SiriusXM. Felice leans towards the soft rock sound, but I like it too. I take issue with some of the choices, I thought the term was supposed to be pejorative, Steely Dan Yacht Rock? I do not think.
But if you listen to Christopher Cross’s “Sailing,” you’ll be surprised how good it sounds today.
And Felice was driving, and she changes stations if she doesn’t like something, and I saw on the readout that the next song was “Cool Night” and I immediately said I LOVE THIS SONG, both excited that it was playing and sending a subconscious message not to change channel.
I realized they don’t make music like this anymore, we’ve lost not only the classic rock sound, but soft rock, and despite all the put downs, a lot of soft rock is very good. I know Steve Lukather has a thin skin, a lot of people hate Toto, but the truth is that he uploads the same station every time I hear “99”, and that’s not the only one.
And Yacht Rock was never about slumming, the obligatory hair ballad on a hard rock record, the legendary example being Extreme and “More Than This”, rather these were soft rock artists, this was their handiwork.
Now one thing about soft rock, it was never cut on a budget. It took money and expertise to make the sound smooth, this was not a one take undertaking, labor was involved. So soft rock doesn’t have the edge of Nirvana, never mind the sixties acts, but it was an outgrowth, a progression of what came before. The acts had grown up with the Beatles, they knew you had to write your own songs, to get people to believe what you were singing, and you should also be able to play, if it was a studio mix we weren’t interested in. there was still some of it, but make no mistake that it was the soft rock sound, that it had a place in the firmament, including its own station in Los Angeles, KNX, 93.1.
Tonight these words resonated like never before. No one comes anymore, certainly not without notice. And I’m no longer in my twenties or thirties, with those loves that you thought could be something more, urging or being urged to come. And that feeling, of rising love, which is a cool night, which is soft rock.
“And now the summer has come and gone
And the nights seem so long”
This is a late fall/winter song. The light is fading and so is your mood, you start to reminisce.
“Oh, I won’t talk about the past
How is love supposed to last forever?
Wait, this is a setup.
And you don’t have to take a stand
design any plan
This is a booty call song! That’s not the way I’ve always heard it. As I wrote earlier, I always thought it was about possibilities, about the future, but really it’s about one last lap before parting ways forever, or doing it again at some point in the indeterminate future.
So what we have here is desire.
And really, that’s the feel of the song.
And whether or not that desire is consummated doesn’t matter, it’s all about how the record affects you. And when I was listening to “Cool Night” tonight it released me, the layers of frustration, that feeling of the world pressing down on me, it all fell away. It was palpable. I started to sing. It got me thinking about the aforementioned possibilities, which is an optimism that people my age have a hard time accepting, they are downhill, their lives are set in stone, they are just waiting to die.
And Paul Davis is dead, of a heart attack, long before his time. But “Cool Night” is positively alive, still ready to soothe and inspire. And when it does that, it makes you happy, and no matter how others feel, you’re in your own mental bubble, nothing can go wrong in your world.
“It’s going to be a great night
Just let me hold you by the firelight
If you don’t feel well, you can go.”
Yes, my mood is good. I don’t want you to interfere with my trip. But if you want to join, bond and have some fun, I’m here to welcome you. Put aside all your prejudices, your judgments, no one is watching, you can wear leather and studs on the outside, but on the inside, especially with your love, in the firelight, this music makes you feel good.
“It’s going to be a great night…”
PS I looked it up, it was KIQQ, 100.3.