John Philips would have been 32 in 1967 and hence it would have been past noon in his life. The image of young girls coming to the canyon (Laurel Canyon of LA) conjures up images of nubile girls having casual sex and then walking home in the morning (a common sight in Laurel Canyon at the time). If this is about the artist, perhaps the free enjoyment of sex was an eyeopener for him (he could no longer keep his shades closed) he felt joyful, able to express himself and free of the dirty place from whence he came. Trouble is, I can't parse the following:
"Cloudy waters cast no reflection
Images of beauty lie there stagnant
Vibrations bounce in no direction
But lie there shattered into fragments"
@Zavod Yours is the closest to the truth, as far as I can tell. As a "Valley Girl" in the 60's and 70's, I met plenty of people who came from NY who didn't like or trust anyone, and the openness of Southern California was uncomfortable for them. Others reveled in it.
Which explains:
At first so strange to feel so friendly
To say good morning and really mean it
To feel these changes happening in me
But not to notice till I feel it
@Zavod Yours is the closest to the truth, as far as I can tell. As a "Valley Girl" in the 60's and 70's, I met plenty of people who came from NY who didn't like or trust anyone, and the openness of Southern California was uncomfortable for them. Others reveled in it.
Which explains:
At first so strange to feel so friendly
To say good morning and really mean it
To feel these changes happening in me
But not to notice till I feel it
Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the mornings I can see...
Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the mornings I can see them walking
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And I can't keep myself from talking
I grew up in the era of free love, but for someone his age, it must have come as an astonishing reality he never knew existed, and I'm sure he dove right in.
To me,
"Cloudy waters cast no reflection
Images of beauty lie there stagnant
Vibrations bounce in no direction
But lie there shattered into fragments"
means that as eyeopening and exciting and beautiful as it all was, there was, in the end, no real depth or meaning in it. Vibrations (excitement ) go nowhere, Beauty lies there stagnant - it's there, but after a while has no real meaning.
IN the end, after the party's over and what was once so exciting, freeing and new, became empty to him.
John Philips would have been 32 in 1967 and hence it would have been past noon in his life. The image of young girls coming to the canyon (Laurel Canyon of LA) conjures up images of nubile girls having casual sex and then walking home in the morning (a common sight in Laurel Canyon at the time). If this is about the artist, perhaps the free enjoyment of sex was an eyeopener for him (he could no longer keep his shades closed) he felt joyful, able to express himself and free of the dirty place from whence he came. Trouble is, I can't parse the following:
"Cloudy waters cast no reflection Images of beauty lie there stagnant Vibrations bounce in no direction But lie there shattered into fragments"
@Zavod poetry can't always be parsed.
@Zavod poetry can't always be parsed.
@Zavod Yours is the closest to the truth, as far as I can tell. As a "Valley Girl" in the 60's and 70's, I met plenty of people who came from NY who didn't like or trust anyone, and the openness of Southern California was uncomfortable for them. Others reveled in it.
Which explains: At first so strange to feel so friendly To say good morning and really mean it To feel these changes happening in me But not to notice till I feel it
@Zavod Yours is the closest to the truth, as far as I can tell. As a "Valley Girl" in the 60's and 70's, I met plenty of people who came from NY who didn't like or trust anyone, and the openness of Southern California was uncomfortable for them. Others reveled in it.
Which explains: At first so strange to feel so friendly To say good morning and really mean it To feel these changes happening in me But not to notice till I feel it
Young girls are coming to the canyon And in the mornings I can see...
Young girls are coming to the canyon And in the mornings I can see them walking I can no longer keep my blinds drawn And I can't keep myself from talking
I grew up in the era of free love, but for someone his age, it must have come as an astonishing reality he never knew existed, and I'm sure he dove right in.
To me, "Cloudy waters cast no reflection Images of beauty lie there stagnant Vibrations bounce in no direction But lie there shattered into fragments"
means that as eyeopening and exciting and beautiful as it all was, there was, in the end, no real depth or meaning in it. Vibrations (excitement ) go nowhere, Beauty lies there stagnant - it's there, but after a while has no real meaning.
IN the end, after the party's over and what was once so exciting, freeing and new, became empty to him.
Happy, sad, and tragic.