WEBVTT - Brian Wilson Is Seeing Vibrations (The Brian Wilson Story, Chapter 2)

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<v Speaker 1>Double Elvis. Blood on the Tracks is a production of

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<v Speaker 1>I Heart Radio and Double Elvis. Brian Wilson was a

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<v Speaker 1>musical genius and one of the greatest songwriters of all time.

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<v Speaker 1>He caught melodies like they were waves. He bottled good

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<v Speaker 1>vibrations like no one else, and he picked up bad

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<v Speaker 1>vibrations too. He broke down, he tripped hard. He didn't

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<v Speaker 1>just hear music, he heard voices. He tried to lose

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<v Speaker 1>those voices by making a teenage symphony to God called Smile.

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<v Speaker 1>But somewhere along the way, Brian Wilson lost his mind instead.

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<v Speaker 1>This is his story. Hello, this is Rhonda Masson again.

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<v Speaker 1>I'm still compiling these Brian Wilson tapes, and the more

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<v Speaker 1>I listened, the more varied these tapes seemed to be.

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<v Speaker 1>There are so many recordings here. I mean, here is

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<v Speaker 1>one that's just labeled vegetables. It goes on for ages

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<v Speaker 1>like that. But this is what I really wanted to

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<v Speaker 1>show you. I've just stumbled across something pretty incredible. It

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<v Speaker 1>was just labeled with the doodle of the sun. From

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<v Speaker 1>what I can hear, it's just one session, but it

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<v Speaker 1>seems to be around ninety hours of tape. I haven't

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<v Speaker 1>got through it all yet as it's so you know long,

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<v Speaker 1>but it looks to be all of the parts of

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<v Speaker 1>the Beach Boys classic Good Vibrations. Let me play the

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<v Speaker 1>bit I've just found. This is from in between some takes.

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<v Speaker 1>Sorry for the pause, everyone, I just need to make

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<v Speaker 1>sure that this room is right. It has to be right.

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<v Speaker 1>The vibrations need to be perfect. Okay, listen, listen with me.

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<v Speaker 1>Do you hear that? God, this whole thing isn't right.

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<v Speaker 1>This place is tainted? Can anyone else feel that? Wait? No, no,

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<v Speaker 1>this won't work. I'm canceling the session. I'm sorry everyone,

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<v Speaker 1>pack up. This isn't right. The vibrations aren't They aren't right.

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<v Speaker 1>If the vibrations aren't right, we can't get the music.

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<v Speaker 1>And if we can't get the music, we'll just put it.

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<v Speaker 1>We'll just put with blood on the tracks. Chapter two,

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<v Speaker 1>Brian Wilson is seeing vibrations one oh five point four

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<v Speaker 1>b r I a n FM. Good morning, the sun

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<v Speaker 1>is rising on another day and we're feeling good, good good.

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<v Speaker 1>Let's stay healthy out there today. Don't forget to eat

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<v Speaker 1>your vegetables and catch those rays. There's just one remember please,

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<v Speaker 1>and if you You'll be just fine. That little arrangement

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<v Speaker 1>we had where the Beach Boys toured and I stayed

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<v Speaker 1>behind the studio was really paying off. We were making hits.

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<v Speaker 1>The music sounded great, but it was about to get

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<v Speaker 1>a whole lot better. We were about to release our

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<v Speaker 1>best album to date. We began making Pet Sounds in

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<v Speaker 1>the middle of and by February sixty six, we were

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<v Speaker 1>pretty much done with the music. Geez. I loved making

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<v Speaker 1>those songs. The studio had become a place where I

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<v Speaker 1>felt safe, happy, even down know, I didn't feel like

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<v Speaker 1>that outside the studio. While I was making those songs.

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<v Speaker 1>The guy who had that whatever it was, that that

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<v Speaker 1>breakdown on the plane, he felt like he was a

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<v Speaker 1>completely different person. It was like I didn't even know him.

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<v Speaker 1>One time, we were cutting a track called That's Not Me,

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<v Speaker 1>and one of the musicians, a guy called Steve, turned

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<v Speaker 1>to me and said, you're nothing like I thought you

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<v Speaker 1>would be. I asked him what he meant. He said

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<v Speaker 1>he thought I might be a bit more out there.

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<v Speaker 1>That kind of exchange hasn't really stopped over the years.

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<v Speaker 1>People think of me as some sort of volatile or

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<v Speaker 1>unstable person, but that's not really true, there's just some

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<v Speaker 1>uneven parts of my brain that can get the better

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<v Speaker 1>of me. But when I was in the studio recording

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<v Speaker 1>those tracks, I really felt at ease. The serene studio

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<v Speaker 1>atmosphere would eventually be shattered. Of course, everything delicate in

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<v Speaker 1>this world manages to get crushed one way or another.

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<v Speaker 1>The vibrations need to be perfect. Okay, Yeah. When the

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<v Speaker 1>band returned for touring, things didn't go so well. Mike,

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<v Speaker 1>al Carl, and Dennis had just played Asia. They were

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<v Speaker 1>all in good spirits, but it was kind of awkward

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<v Speaker 1>having them come back into this environment where I had

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<v Speaker 1>been in charge for so long. We said about recording

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<v Speaker 1>some of the vocals, and it was going fine at first,

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<v Speaker 1>but we hit a roadblock when it came to the song.

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<v Speaker 1>I know there's an answer. Mike Love didn't like the lyrics.

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<v Speaker 1>He read them through once and then threw the paper down.

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<v Speaker 1>I thought he was mad because I've been working with

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<v Speaker 1>other people on the words for the songs. I don't

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<v Speaker 1>know if you know, but I enlisted Tony Asher, who

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<v Speaker 1>worked in advertising. He joined me in writing this song,

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<v Speaker 1>as did our road manager Terry Satchin. But that's not

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<v Speaker 1>what Mike was annoyed about at least he said it

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<v Speaker 1>wasn't He was actually mad about the content of the lyrics.

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<v Speaker 1>Do you hear that? You see? The song was originally

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<v Speaker 1>titled hang On to Your Ego, and well it was

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<v Speaker 1>about taking LSD. Mike didn't like that, not one bit.

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<v Speaker 1>What the funk are these words? He yelled. I was

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<v Speaker 1>just about to reply, but he launched into his rant.

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<v Speaker 1>He screamed that every night on tour they see audiences

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<v Speaker 1>go wild for the normal beach boy material, and then

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<v Speaker 1>if we change, the fans will abandon us. This whole

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<v Speaker 1>thing isn't right. I told him it was just a

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<v Speaker 1>few different words. It's the words, the music, everything, He replied.

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<v Speaker 1>Someone told me you were recording dogs in here the

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<v Speaker 1>other day. Dogs we don't funk with the formula? Is

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<v Speaker 1>that really how you want to make a hit record?

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<v Speaker 1>I told him I didn't care, and then I don't

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<v Speaker 1>know why, but I just went for him. I guess

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<v Speaker 1>I was frustrated because I had poured my heart into

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<v Speaker 1>these songs. Maybe there's another problem here, I said, just

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<v Speaker 1>loud enough for Mike to hear. Can anyone else feel that?

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<v Speaker 1>I watched this puzzled look drip to cross his face

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<v Speaker 1>as my brothers and Al became even more uncomfortable. Aren't right?

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<v Speaker 1>I tried to sound off hand, but I knew my

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<v Speaker 1>next comment would land hard. I said, I don't think

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<v Speaker 1>you guys can hack this. You're not cut out for this.

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<v Speaker 1>Mike erupted and leapt towards me. Carl grabbed him. Fuck you,

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<v Speaker 1>He shouted, We're out here every single day playing to

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<v Speaker 1>our fans and you're in here doing god knows what

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<v Speaker 1>with fucking dogs and l s D. These are the songs.

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<v Speaker 1>I said, take them or leave them. We didn't speak

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<v Speaker 1>for the rest of the session. Carl eventually calmed Mike down,

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<v Speaker 1>but he was still angry. The last thing he said

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<v Speaker 1>to me that day was I've got a title for

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<v Speaker 1>the album, Brian's Ego Music. How does that sound. Eventually

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<v Speaker 1>we got the track down and it turned out pretty good,

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<v Speaker 1>even with the lyrics altered from the original. Maybe maybe

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<v Speaker 1>tension and pressure has its place in creativity. Years later,

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<v Speaker 1>Mike would say he liked the music, but he didn't

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<v Speaker 1>feel it was the right sound for the band at

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<v Speaker 1>the time, which is fair enough. We'll have to agree

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<v Speaker 1>to disagree. Mike's not stupid. You know, he was right

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<v Speaker 1>about one thing. Drugs. Drugs are at the center of

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<v Speaker 1>these songs, in fact, for right or wrong, or at

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<v Speaker 1>the center of my story. And it all started with

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<v Speaker 1>one trip that changed everything. It's so vast in here,

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<v Speaker 1>it's so vast. I guess you're wondering how my brain

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<v Speaker 1>got like this. Man, That was a long time ago.

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<v Speaker 1>Now things got a little bigger in here. When I

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<v Speaker 1>smoked grass and listened to the Beatles album Rubber Soul

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<v Speaker 1>Norwegian would Michelle Man. The songs blew my mind. They

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<v Speaker 1>literally took my mind away. I felt so competitive in

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<v Speaker 1>that moment. I thought, God, I want to do something

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<v Speaker 1>good like that. You know. I felt like music could

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<v Speaker 1>be more than it was. I felt like I could

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<v Speaker 1>be more than I was. I just needed some inspiration.

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<v Speaker 1>The grass and Rubber Soul gave me a good idea.

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<v Speaker 1>But the real change that came later. That happened the

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<v Speaker 1>first time I took acid. My life change forever. Lauren Daro,

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<v Speaker 1>a talent agent I knew, introduced me to acid. Everyone

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<v Speaker 1>was doing it, and I was interested to see what

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<v Speaker 1>it could do for me, how it could help me.

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<v Speaker 1>I still remember taking the acid and putting it on

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<v Speaker 1>my tongue. It was like my life had been a

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<v Speaker 1>black and white movie and now everything was in technicolor.

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<v Speaker 1>It felt so vivid and crisp, like I'd been seeing

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<v Speaker 1>the world in a blur this whole time. I remember

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<v Speaker 1>instantly feeling thirsty and going to get a glass of water.

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<v Speaker 1>After I poured it, I found myself just staring at it.

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<v Speaker 1>It looked like the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

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<v Speaker 1>The way the light caught it, the way it moved

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<v Speaker 1>in the glass just incredible. I brought it to my

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<v Speaker 1>mouth and tasted water for the first time. High God,

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<v Speaker 1>it tasted so fresh. I felt like it was my

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<v Speaker 1>first drink of water ever, water water water. I gulped

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<v Speaker 1>it down and then immediately had another glass water water bottom.

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<v Speaker 1>It was like it had fallen from heaven, like I've

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<v Speaker 1>been in the desert for years, or dried it out,

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<v Speaker 1>and someone had dumped the Pacific Ocean on my head.

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<v Speaker 1>As I was drinking, something else caught my eye. It

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<v Speaker 1>was the strangest thing in the air before me. I

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<v Speaker 1>saw staffs and notes fly by, actual musical notation and

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<v Speaker 1>just hanging there interrupt your scheduled programming. But this just

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<v Speaker 1>is the sky's orange black and the grass of light

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<v Speaker 1>have a break day. Now I was floating. I felt great,

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<v Speaker 1>But then it all changed. There was this rising feeling

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<v Speaker 1>of anxiety. It had been there since the start, but

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<v Speaker 1>I hadn't noticed it until the walls began to move.

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<v Speaker 1>It was like they were this uh. They were huge

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<v Speaker 1>all of a sudden, like everything was getting bigger and

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<v Speaker 1>I was getting smaller. I was suffocating under the pressure

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<v Speaker 1>of the room. The vibrations aren't there. I ran into

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<v Speaker 1>my bedroom and put my head under the pillow. I

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<v Speaker 1>don't know why, but I kept thinking of my mom

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<v Speaker 1>and dad, then just my dad. No. I closed my

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<v Speaker 1>eyes and saw myself as a younger person, like everything

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<v Speaker 1>was going backwards faster and faster than I was getting

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<v Speaker 1>younger and younger. Suddenly I was just a baby sitting

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<v Speaker 1>there in a diaper, small little, fragile baby. And then

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<v Speaker 1>I was in the womb, and then I was an egg,

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<v Speaker 1>and then I was gone, just nothing. I didn't exist,

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<v Speaker 1>I was no longer there. It wasn't sad. I just

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<v Speaker 1>didn't exist. I thought of how strange that was, How

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<v Speaker 1>you couldn't be sad about being gone if you'd never

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<v Speaker 1>existed in the first place. But at the same time

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<v Speaker 1>I was there, I was thinking all of these things,

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<v Speaker 1>so I existed in some form. I couldn't get my

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<v Speaker 1>head around it. I felt separate from myself, like I

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<v Speaker 1>had a subjective sense of my life. I didn't know

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<v Speaker 1>it then, but I clung onto that idea and it

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<v Speaker 1>found itself in the song I Know there's an answer.

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<v Speaker 1>That's what the whole trip was like. Scary but compelling.

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<v Speaker 1>I experienced so much in a short amount of time.

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<v Speaker 1>I felt like I had seen the entire universe in

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<v Speaker 1>a matter of hours. Sponsor from reality? Do you have

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<v Speaker 1>to face the real world? I want to feel closer

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<v Speaker 1>to God. Where what you need is acid? Acid, which

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<v Speaker 1>is not illegal yet anyway, so it must be doctor recommended.

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<v Speaker 1>It's the eper only way to escape the day troubling

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<v Speaker 1>upbringing acid, pressuring your professional life, ascid problems at home

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<v Speaker 1>with your wife. Acid it's the only way to escape

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<v Speaker 1>the day. Acid make our hallucinations like being on flyveryliving

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<v Speaker 1>your birth and non existence. It also could result in

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<v Speaker 1>a flashback. You're not consult your doctor. Oh man, sorry,

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<v Speaker 1>I drifted off there Where was I? Oh? Yeah? Later

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<v Speaker 1>and still tripping I stumbled around until I found my

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<v Speaker 1>way back into the living room. Time was meaningless. I

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<v Speaker 1>saw my piano, so I sat on the bench and

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<v Speaker 1>started to play. Played a B, than a in F sharp,

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<v Speaker 1>than a G sharp, before going back to F sharp.

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<v Speaker 1>I played all those notes again in the in and

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<v Speaker 1>again for maybe an hour. I just went round and

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<v Speaker 1>round and round with it. I must have fallen asleep

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<v Speaker 1>at the piano, because when I woke up, a whole

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<v Speaker 1>day had passed. I still felt a little dizzy, and

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<v Speaker 1>everything looked a little bright, but I knew I was

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<v Speaker 1>coming back down to earth. I sipped the same glass

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<v Speaker 1>of water from before, but it didn't taste like it

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<v Speaker 1>did before. I figured I was finally back to normal.

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<v Speaker 1>But that's the funny thing with drugs. You're never sure

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<v Speaker 1>when they're done with you. Things were far from being

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<v Speaker 1>back to normal. In fact, things were about to change forever.

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<v Speaker 1>Can anyone else feel that? At the piano I started

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<v Speaker 1>to play something straight away. My hand was possessed, like

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<v Speaker 1>it had been taken over by God or something. More likely,

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<v Speaker 1>it was the muscle memory from the trip. I started

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<v Speaker 1>playing those same notes from before again, to B, the

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<v Speaker 1>F sharp, the G sharp. I then started mumbling over it.

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<v Speaker 1>All of a sudden, I saw the melody. I didn't

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<v Speaker 1>hear it, I actually saw it just hovering over the keys,

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<v Speaker 1>suspended in mid air. I grabbed it, but not with

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<v Speaker 1>my hands, but with my mind, and I started singing

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<v Speaker 1>it as loud as I could. Thirty minutes later and

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<v Speaker 1>I had the song that would go on to be

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<v Speaker 1>California Girls done and dusted in half an hour. That's

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<v Speaker 1>the moment I realized how powerful LSD could be. But

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<v Speaker 1>you know, stuff like that, songs like California Girls, you

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<v Speaker 1>have to pay for it. The universe or God or

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<v Speaker 1>whoever just doesn't give you stuff like that on a plate.

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<v Speaker 1>You have to pay for it. And I wasn't an exception.

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<v Speaker 1>Just a week after that first trip, the voices began

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<v Speaker 1>to speak inside my head. Hello, Brian, your father, and

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<v Speaker 1>they'd never ever leave. We'll be right back after this.

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<v Speaker 1>We were were. There's things we can't see, things will

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<v Speaker 1>never see, things we shouldn't see. Vibrations, Vibrations are everywhere.

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<v Speaker 1>Ignore them at your peril. Vibrations need to be perfect. Okay,

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<v Speaker 1>they scare me because they're moving around us, dictating how

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<v Speaker 1>things are all without us being able to see them?

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<v Speaker 1>Can anyone else feel that? When I wrote good Vibrations,

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<v Speaker 1>I was thinking about how people sense instinctively if something

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<v Speaker 1>is good news or bad news. You know, like when

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<v Speaker 1>the telephone rings. Sometimes you just know what type of

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<v Speaker 1>news is waiting for you at the other end. We

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<v Speaker 1>can sense those vibrations, but we often aren't open to them.

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<v Speaker 1>This idea first came to me a long time ago,

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<v Speaker 1>back when I was just a child. I was walking

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<v Speaker 1>with my mother near our house. Across the street was

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<v Speaker 1>this huge German shepherd. I had seen him around the

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<v Speaker 1>neighborhood many times, and on this day he was dozing

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<v Speaker 1>in someone's front yard, basking in the morning heat. There

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<v Speaker 1>was a man walking on the sidewalk right past the dog.

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<v Speaker 1>He seemed nervous, but kind of angry too. Without warning,

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<v Speaker 1>the dog leapt up from its slumber ran towards the fence. No, no,

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<v Speaker 1>this won't work. It jumped up, but it couldn't clear it,

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<v Speaker 1>so it just stood and barked wildly at this guy.

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<v Speaker 1>Rather than move on or pacify the dog, he hit

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<v Speaker 1>the fence aggressively and just taunted the dog. The German

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<v Speaker 1>shepherd was furious. This whole thing isn't right. It buttered

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<v Speaker 1>against the wire fence, growling. It's spit was all over

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<v Speaker 1>the hot ground. The man laughed as he walked away

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<v Speaker 1>and disappeared around the corner. My mother made me cross

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<v Speaker 1>the road, and slowly we made our way towards the

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<v Speaker 1>angry beast. I didn't want to go anywhere near it.

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<v Speaker 1>I couldn't have nderstand why she would want to put

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<v Speaker 1>us in danger like that. She tapped the fence lightly

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<v Speaker 1>and bent down to the dog's level. Tentative at first,

0:18:09.080 --> 0:18:12.280
<v Speaker 1>but eventually the dog stopped barking came over to my mother.

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<v Speaker 1>It pushed its head into the fence and my mother

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<v Speaker 1>rubbed its head. She turned to me and she said, Brian,

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<v Speaker 1>would you like to pat him? Only moments ago this

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<v Speaker 1>thing looked like it would feast on my blood. Now

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<v Speaker 1>it was relaxed, docile, and before I could stop myself,

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<v Speaker 1>my hand was moving toward it. Right before I touched

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<v Speaker 1>the dog's fur, my ears buzzed with the tension, and

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<v Speaker 1>then the dog was resting its head on the fence,

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<v Speaker 1>pushing against my forearm. You see, my mother said, dogs

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<v Speaker 1>can pick up on vibrations. It could read a situation

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<v Speaker 1>or a person immediately. She had a hard job tearing

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<v Speaker 1>me away from that dog. I wanted to stay there forever.

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<v Speaker 1>It was all I could see in my mind eyes.

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<v Speaker 1>I stood in gold Star Studios years later. It was

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<v Speaker 1>the day of the Beach boys were cutting my song

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<v Speaker 1>good Vibrations. It was completely silent in the studio. I

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<v Speaker 1>walked around. Eight or nine musicians stood there watching me,

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<v Speaker 1>hardly breathing. Do you hear that? I asked that. No

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<v Speaker 1>one replied, it's not it's not right. I said, it's

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<v Speaker 1>just not right. No, no, this won't work. I moved

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<v Speaker 1>to the wall and touched the paneling nothing. Then I

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<v Speaker 1>put my ear to the wall. All I heard was dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb,

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<v Speaker 1>dumb dumb, dumb, dumb dumb. I pulled my head off

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<v Speaker 1>the wall quickly and turned to face everyone that They

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<v Speaker 1>were all looking at me with white eyes full of expectation. No, no,

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<v Speaker 1>this won't work, I said, I'm canceling this session. I'm sorry, everyone,

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<v Speaker 1>pack up. This isn't right. The vibrations aren't right, the

0:20:06.520 --> 0:20:08.720
<v Speaker 1>vibrations aren't right, and we can't hit the music in

0:20:10.840 --> 0:20:15.240
<v Speaker 1>Chuck Britts my recording engineer begged me to reconsider. He

0:20:15.320 --> 0:20:19.080
<v Speaker 1>told me I had wasted fifty dollars already wasted. I

0:20:19.119 --> 0:20:23.400
<v Speaker 1>said to him, wasted. We're making a pocket symphony here.

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<v Speaker 1>Stuff like this takes time. I explained to him that

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<v Speaker 1>everything had to be just right in these sessions, how

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<v Speaker 1>we were creating something we've never made before, something that

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<v Speaker 1>no one had ever made before. I told him how

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<v Speaker 1>I wanted this to be like a Beach Boys Gershwin movement,

0:20:41.560 --> 0:20:46.119
<v Speaker 1>but with Phil Specter's production. No better than Phil Specter.

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<v Speaker 1>You hear that Phil. I wanted this to be something

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<v Speaker 1>that would challenge the Beatles to be better. I wanted

0:20:53.680 --> 0:20:56.679
<v Speaker 1>those lads in Liverpool to hear and feel how I

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<v Speaker 1>felt when I heard Robert Soul for the first time.

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<v Speaker 1>It took a while to get the song right. Of course.

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<v Speaker 1>I stitched together a lot of ideas feels as I

0:21:06.480 --> 0:21:10.879
<v Speaker 1>called them together, you know, to make a song. We

0:21:11.000 --> 0:21:14.400
<v Speaker 1>recorded it like that too, all in blocks. It took

0:21:14.560 --> 0:21:17.960
<v Speaker 1>months and yes, a lot of money. I guess Check

0:21:18.040 --> 0:21:20.760
<v Speaker 1>was right about that, but I didn't mind. I knew

0:21:20.800 --> 0:21:24.959
<v Speaker 1>we were onto something. Can anyone else feel that everything

0:21:25.000 --> 0:21:28.040
<v Speaker 1>came together on that track? It's full of good ideas,

0:21:28.080 --> 0:21:31.760
<v Speaker 1>and not just from me. My brother Carl suggested the cello,

0:21:31.880 --> 0:21:35.760
<v Speaker 1>and we had the inventor of the electro thereman Paul Tanner,

0:21:36.119 --> 0:21:40.200
<v Speaker 1>playing his instrument on the track. The music came together slowly,

0:21:40.240 --> 0:21:43.760
<v Speaker 1>but it was like being born. It was a process.

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<v Speaker 1>It had to be the lyrics, though they were even harder.

0:21:49.400 --> 0:21:52.040
<v Speaker 1>Tony Asher had written some good words to go with mine,

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<v Speaker 1>but I wasn't that happy with them. To be honest,

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<v Speaker 1>this whole thing isn't right. We had the good, good,

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<v Speaker 1>good vibration and bit, but not a whole lot else.

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<v Speaker 1>It needed something, but I didn't know what it. Turns out,

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<v Speaker 1>I didn't have far to look. I was at the

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<v Speaker 1>piano again in the studio one day, a little high again.

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<v Speaker 1>I was just playing the song on the keys, thinking

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<v Speaker 1>of all its different moving parts, singing what little lyrics

0:22:19.840 --> 0:22:22.040
<v Speaker 1>I had that I liked. And that's when Mike Love

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<v Speaker 1>came in. Is this the song you were talking about?

0:22:25.280 --> 0:22:30.800
<v Speaker 1>He asked, Sure, I answered, Vibrations, he asked. I told

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<v Speaker 1>him about the encounter with the dog and what it

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<v Speaker 1>meant to me, And as I did, his whole face

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<v Speaker 1>started to change. He got so excited. You're right, he said,

0:22:40.480 --> 0:22:44.000
<v Speaker 1>there's vibrations everywhere. This is what's happening down in San Francisco,

0:22:44.560 --> 0:22:47.719
<v Speaker 1>the peace and love movement down there. This is it, Brian.

0:22:48.400 --> 0:22:51.399
<v Speaker 1>It's all about vibrations, the feelings in the air. It

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<v Speaker 1>has to be right. He grabbed a pen from the

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<v Speaker 1>top of the piano scribbled something on his arm. I

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<v Speaker 1>hadn't seen him like that. Ages so creatively inspired. We

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<v Speaker 1>didn't really discuss it after that. He kind of kept

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<v Speaker 1>me in the dark until we were all in CBS

0:23:08.560 --> 0:23:12.240
<v Speaker 1>Columbia Square ready to record the vocals. I was a

0:23:12.240 --> 0:23:15.119
<v Speaker 1>bit anxious, thinking maybe he'd given up on it, But

0:23:15.640 --> 0:23:18.800
<v Speaker 1>something incredible happened when we all got together. We were

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<v Speaker 1>all standing around at the microphone. Then Mike finally walked in.

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<v Speaker 1>Are we ready, he asked, holding up a legal pad.

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<v Speaker 1>He later told me he'd written the final draft of

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<v Speaker 1>the lyrics in the car on the way to the studio.

0:23:31.320 --> 0:23:34.280
<v Speaker 1>I should have guessed they were so fresh. When I

0:23:34.320 --> 0:23:36.800
<v Speaker 1>heard the vocals that day, complete with Mike's new words,

0:23:37.119 --> 0:23:39.760
<v Speaker 1>my mind raised. If this was how the next album

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<v Speaker 1>was going to sound, it was going to blow everyone's minds.

0:23:44.560 --> 0:24:17.360
<v Speaker 1>I was wrong, though, I wouldn't blow everyone's mind just mine.

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<v Speaker 1>Louis Epstein walks down Hollywood Boulevard, gazing up at the

0:24:22.840 --> 0:24:26.960
<v Speaker 1>street lamps adorned with multicolored Christmas lights. He stops and

0:24:27.000 --> 0:24:30.400
<v Speaker 1>looks up at them properly before catching himself. He cannot

0:24:30.440 --> 0:24:33.280
<v Speaker 1>be late today. He has to be at work on time.

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<v Speaker 1>Today one of his regulars is coming in, and this

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<v Speaker 1>one is a V I P. He sees the huge

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<v Speaker 1>sign come into view as he briskly navigates the sidewalk.

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<v Speaker 1>The words Pickwick Books dominate this section of the street.

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<v Speaker 1>Louis feels a sense of pride when he sees them,

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<v Speaker 1>and moments later he's unlocking the front door and stepping

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<v Speaker 1>into the shop, with a familiar fragrance of old books

0:24:56.840 --> 0:25:00.480
<v Speaker 1>greets him, as it does every day. It smells like home.

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<v Speaker 1>Epstein turns on the shops radio and the sound of

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<v Speaker 1>kf w B filsy air. He sits behind the counter

0:25:08.240 --> 0:25:10.600
<v Speaker 1>and waits. He doesn't know what time it will happen,

0:25:10.640 --> 0:25:13.760
<v Speaker 1>but he knows it will happen. It's not until the

0:25:13.840 --> 0:25:17.600
<v Speaker 1>afternoon that he hears the corvette pull up outside, and

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<v Speaker 1>as if by design, when the man steps out of

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<v Speaker 1>the car, kf w B begins to play a California Girls.

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<v Speaker 1>As the man enters the shop, he shoots Epstein a smile.

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<v Speaker 1>That's a great song, he says, you should know. Epstein replies,

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<v Speaker 1>he watches as Brian Wilson heads for the health section.

0:25:37.080 --> 0:25:40.520
<v Speaker 1>Almost every week Brian visits the store, and almost every

0:25:40.520 --> 0:25:43.639
<v Speaker 1>week he goes straight to that section. He's always buying

0:25:43.680 --> 0:25:47.520
<v Speaker 1>books on physiology, which Epstein never knows how to take.

0:25:47.960 --> 0:25:50.000
<v Speaker 1>Is this a joke? Is it a cry for help?

0:25:50.600 --> 0:25:53.359
<v Speaker 1>The rumors of Wilson's drug taking and radical behavior have

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<v Speaker 1>made l a showbiz gossip groups, and there's also talk

0:25:56.960 --> 0:25:59.440
<v Speaker 1>that Brian is turning his famous group into a psychedelic

0:25:59.560 --> 0:26:04.200
<v Speaker 1>rock band. Epstein can believe it because today Brian holds

0:26:04.200 --> 0:26:07.359
<v Speaker 1>a copy of Psycho Cybernetics by Maxwell Maltz, which he

0:26:07.440 --> 0:26:13.280
<v Speaker 1>clutches tightly to his chest. Epstein usually leaves his special

0:26:13.320 --> 0:26:16.480
<v Speaker 1>guests alone, but today he can't help it. With the

0:26:16.520 --> 0:26:19.240
<v Speaker 1>Beach Boys song still playing on the radio, he feels

0:26:19.240 --> 0:26:22.080
<v Speaker 1>he can do what he never does. Engaged, the star

0:26:22.800 --> 0:26:26.359
<v Speaker 1>Jeezy says, instantly regretting his choice of words, I just

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<v Speaker 1>love California Girls. It's swell you like that one? Brian replies,

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<v Speaker 1>They all like that one, Epstein babbles on about pianos,

0:26:35.640 --> 0:26:39.639
<v Speaker 1>chords and harmonies, and Brian doesn't reply. Epstein changes the

0:26:39.760 --> 0:26:43.280
<v Speaker 1>subject starts talking about the Beatles, the Birds, Dylan, but

0:26:43.400 --> 0:26:47.439
<v Speaker 1>Brian seems even less engaged. What Louis Epstein mistakes in

0:26:47.480 --> 0:26:50.920
<v Speaker 1>that moment as rudeness from his famous customer is actually

0:26:50.920 --> 0:26:54.680
<v Speaker 1>a chemical reaction in the brain. The moment Epstein mentions

0:26:54.720 --> 0:26:59.080
<v Speaker 1>California girls, Brian gets a feeling. It starts small at

0:26:59.080 --> 0:27:01.800
<v Speaker 1>the back of his head, but it grows like a fire,

0:27:01.880 --> 0:27:05.399
<v Speaker 1>spreading to his whole brain. Epstein talks and talks, but

0:27:05.800 --> 0:27:09.840
<v Speaker 1>Brian's mind can't process what's being said. At first, it's

0:27:09.920 --> 0:27:13.639
<v Speaker 1>just dizziness, but after a few seconds, Brian feels his

0:27:13.760 --> 0:27:17.560
<v Speaker 1>eyes blur. He looks at the copy of Psycho Cybernetics

0:27:17.560 --> 0:27:20.439
<v Speaker 1>in his hands, and the letters begin to move around

0:27:20.440 --> 0:27:23.840
<v Speaker 1>the page. Seconds later, the book feels like it's vibrating

0:27:23.840 --> 0:27:26.720
<v Speaker 1>in his hands. He blinks quickly to try to snap

0:27:26.720 --> 0:27:29.560
<v Speaker 1>out of it, but it only makes it worse. As

0:27:29.560 --> 0:27:31.359
<v Speaker 1>he looks up to the rows of books from the

0:27:31.400 --> 0:27:33.960
<v Speaker 1>floor to the ceiling, they all start to melt like

0:27:34.200 --> 0:27:38.280
<v Speaker 1>candle wax, and the spines merge together. The colors running,

0:27:38.320 --> 0:27:41.000
<v Speaker 1>a sludgy mass of blue, red, green, and orange that

0:27:41.119 --> 0:27:45.680
<v Speaker 1>slides down the walls. He flashes back to writing California

0:27:45.760 --> 0:27:48.520
<v Speaker 1>Girls at the piano, he hears the notes ring in

0:27:48.600 --> 0:27:52.960
<v Speaker 1>his ears b F sharp, G sharn. He doesn't know

0:27:53.000 --> 0:27:58.760
<v Speaker 1>what is happening. He just knows he's terrified. California Girls

0:27:58.800 --> 0:28:00.679
<v Speaker 1>is no longer playing on the raid you, but it

0:28:00.720 --> 0:28:03.760
<v Speaker 1>continues to ring in his ears. He smashes his hand

0:28:03.760 --> 0:28:05.679
<v Speaker 1>against his head, trying to get rid of the sound,

0:28:06.000 --> 0:28:08.800
<v Speaker 1>and as he does, he knocks himself off balance. He

0:28:08.920 --> 0:28:11.840
<v Speaker 1>stumbles and falls into a bookshelf. He's sinking in the

0:28:11.920 --> 0:28:15.040
<v Speaker 1>dripping colors of wax, like he's surrounded by thick water.

0:28:15.720 --> 0:28:20.000
<v Speaker 1>California Girl sounds distant now. Brian struggles to breathe. He thinks,

0:28:20.359 --> 0:28:24.159
<v Speaker 1>this is it? What is it? A heart attack, a stroke,

0:28:24.520 --> 0:28:28.359
<v Speaker 1>a brain aneurysm. He closes his eyes and accepts his fate.

0:28:29.400 --> 0:28:33.000
<v Speaker 1>But when he opens his eyes, Epstein is standing over him.

0:28:33.160 --> 0:28:36.440
<v Speaker 1>The shop owner's face looks jumbled and elongated. It reminds

0:28:36.520 --> 0:28:39.880
<v Speaker 1>him of his favorite Edward Monk painting. The words coming

0:28:39.880 --> 0:28:43.400
<v Speaker 1>from Epstein's mouth are delayed, and Brian watches his lips move,

0:28:43.520 --> 0:28:46.320
<v Speaker 1>but it's a few seconds before the sound comes through.

0:28:46.840 --> 0:28:50.680
<v Speaker 1>Are you okay? Epstein as Brian tries to nod but

0:28:51.040 --> 0:28:53.760
<v Speaker 1>doesn't know if he manages it. Are you on something, man?

0:28:53.840 --> 0:28:57.040
<v Speaker 1>We can get a doctor. Brian manages to say no,

0:28:57.240 --> 0:29:00.400
<v Speaker 1>and he hears the word reverbery, adding to a faint

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<v Speaker 1>sound of California girls in his mind. Epstein lowers his

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<v Speaker 1>voice a little. Are you sure you haven't taken any acid?

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<v Speaker 1>Not for a while? Brian responds, somehow, managing to form

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<v Speaker 1>the words. Epstein asked if he's ever had a flashback,

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<v Speaker 1>but it's too late. Brian's eyes are closing, and then

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<v Speaker 1>his body shuts down. When he wakes up, he's at

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<v Speaker 1>home in bed. The melting colors from the shop are

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<v Speaker 1>blurred in his eyes still, but as he slowly regains focus,

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<v Speaker 1>he realizes it's the Christmas lights on the tree in

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<v Speaker 1>front of him. He looks to his right on the nightstand.

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<v Speaker 1>It's that copy of Psycho Cybernetics. Inside the front cover

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<v Speaker 1>has written a note that reads, this one's on the house,

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<v Speaker 1>Louis Epstein. Brian lays back down and watches the Christmas

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<v Speaker 1>lights twinkle. He thinks of the things he saw on

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<v Speaker 1>the bookstore. Worried I'll have a similar experience again. He

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<v Speaker 1>pulls the duvet cover up over his face. The funk

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<v Speaker 1>is going on. He doesn't know the answer to his

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<v Speaker 1>own question, but he suspects it's about to put a

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<v Speaker 1>whole lot of blood on the tracks. Blood on the

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<v Speaker 1>Tracks is produced by Double Elvis in partnership with I

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<v Speaker 1>also executive produced by Brady Sadly. Zeth Lundy is lead

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<v Speaker 1>editor and producer. This episode was written by Ben Burrow,

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<v Speaker 1>mixing and sound designed by Colin Fleming. Additional music and

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<v Speaker 1>score elements by Ryan Spraaker. This season features Chris Anzaloni

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