It’s just so simple, with some studio chatter at the start, some mess-ups left on the tape, correcting course and gradually building the acoustic guitar riffs with Courtney Taylor-Taylor’s subdued drawl lethargically rolling in like some junkie gradually coming to. The song plays melancholy and somber, a living room performance in the early morning hours as the previous evening’s party closes out and burns away. Drunks sleeping it off on the rug or crashed on a sofa, the heads and night owls smoking cigarettes with circles under their eyes. The room is dim. The sun may rise soon. And then those ghostly backing vocals kick in, a haunted eulogy to past loves, dead loves, and a make-believe life that regrettably never played out the way it should have. Crooning lament.
And then it’s over. And I press repeat.
Listen below, our Daily Jam.
*Here’s to some recognition beyond Dig!, the 2004 documentary about the band and their friendship/rivalry with fellow psych-revivalists The Brian Jonestown Massacre.
I really felt like Bohemian Like You was their biggest hit and, at the time, seemed like it would carry them into the stratosphere. They do deserve so much more recognition, but those in the know, know.
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