I'm pretty tough, but the wind is rough

This not-Steely Dan is perfect for August. Or for my next drive down the PCH -- not west on Sunset to the sea, but right beside it.



Lyrically, though, the track is suited for feeling badly in a beautiful place, which I don't, and won't. Those places (dunes, waves) bring me back to center.

Musically, well, let the man speak for himself:



Such beauty and venom, all in one place. The Dan. (and not-Dan).

And before my friends find out I'll be on the road

I don't care if it's not Friday. It's time to send my feet to the ocean.

Viva L'Amore

Sometimes, this beach house music expresses the perfectest joy to me.

And the intertubes is a time-I-don't-have treasure trove of it. To wit, these guys have more.