From the amazing "Pet Sounds" which just seems to get better every year. Though I must say the copy I have now is a thousand times better than my old vinyl that I picked up from Burwood K-Mart. It was a re-packaged album. Released on a budget label like Music For Pleasure. Didn't even have the title so I had it for years before I realized I actually had the Pet Sounds album. Even the liner notes by Molly Meldrum of all people don't mention what I'm listening to. A classic album.
When I bought the album I was just looking for some surf music to round off my education of music. I'd been reading the Story of Pop magazines and got to the part where they mentioned Brian Wilson's little symphonies to God. I'd always deplored songs like Surfin' USA. Tinny Chuck Berry rip offs. So I couldn't work out why John Cale could write an ode to Brian Wilson on his Guts album. Or why Paul McCartney talked up the Beach Boys. Then I heard Pet Sounds. And mostly I heard this song. An amazingly beautiful song. It just takes you somewhere else for that 3 minutes it plays. I'm not going to get all sentimental here but it's also very emotional. It even put a lump in my throat in the closing credits of Love Actually. Enough said. As love songs go this is the big one. And even if you forget it's a love song just listen to those sounds. Amazing.
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