I first heard this song in Phil Joyce's station wagon driving back from the youth club I went to every Friday night. Being 17 I didn't have a car so my mate Peter's brother usually ended up driving us everywhere. That he was totally into music and had a great collection of sixties tracks was a total bonus. Phil enlightened me to bands like the Troggs and with this song The Beach Boys.
In the early seventies I had no time for the Beach Boys. I didn't surf nor like the beach. And I didn't like surfing music. I hated Sloop John B, Cottonfields and all that rubbish that was on the radio when I was a teenager. With this song though my ears were opened. At first I didn't quite get it was the Beach Boys. It sounded to me totally different to their early records. It was like it had a motor running underneath the song. The production of the song made it leap out in front of all those other 1964 releases other than the Beatles. It was meant for driving. It was exciting and had great lyrics.
The only way I could get a copy was to buy a cheap greatest hits package from K-Mart. Which took a lot longer than I thought. Beach Boys pickings were slim. I did eventually find a second hand copy though. Horrible cover with somebody surfing on it. But after getting through the first couple of Chuck Berry inspired tracks the album turned out to be full of gems.
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