Blame Nick Drake and Scott Hardman for this song. Nick for the tuning, as I'd just learned to play a couple of songs from Pink Moon and loved the peculiar tuning he used on "Place to Be." Scott for being a long time friend who moved to LA and I lost touch with him (due to my own faults). Later we finally reconnected and I read something he had published describing a very dark period of his life there. I've known other people who traveled out to LA and were never the same. The two times I've been there I can feel it, whatever it is, hanging in the air.

This is the only track that actually features any electric guitar work from me. That used to bother me a bit, I felt as if I wasn't participating enough in my own CD, but somewhere along the line, between expediency and realism I lost that blow to my ego. The songs are mine, all the vocals are mine, the majority of the acoustic work is mine, and Rob is doing his job as a producer, which is to bring the songs out in the studio. I just never considered it, and didn't realize it was pretty much THE WAY THINGS ARE DONE. It does give you an even larger respect for the work that a good producer does, because you realize how much of themselves is going into a project that for the most part will only bear their name in small print.

Paul - vocals, guitar, mandolin
Rob Gal - guitar, bass
Pete McDade - drums
Geoff Melkonian - strings



Could we both be honest here this time?
I won't spit your name if you'll learn mine
I'll be fine
Got this feeling that love might have shown
but it's clear now that I'll have to go

Where's all the angels in your name?
Why can't I leave and be the same?
I'll be fine
and it's clear now that I'll have to go
but there's one thing that I'd like to know
now

And whoever said you were willing to shine
could never have seen you from behind
in a clear light

I almost believed that I'd been saved
in bed with the lie that we both made
I'll be fine
There's just one thing that I'd like to know
Couldn't we both have left it alone?
You in your world and me on my own?

Hey, California
You had it in for me when I arrived
Hey, California
Now you'll spread your freakish wings and fly
Hey, California
Sing me your sleepless lullaby

(P. Melancon) ©2002 UbikMusik, BMI