oh, when the sun beats down and burns the tar up on the roof
and your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire-proof
under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
on a blanket with my baby is where i’ll be
(under the boardwalk) out of the sun
(under the boardwalk) we’ll be havin’ some fun
(under the boardwalk) people walking above
(under the boardwalk) we’ll be faling in love
under the board-walk (board-walk!)
tom tom club were the ones doing it for me, back then.
we don’t know each other, passing strangers on the parking lot by the hotel. i have no clue who this little fellow is, or even what he is. i assume it’s a he based on the colours, male birds use that as their pick-up line…
whenever i’m in the US i normally tune in a quiet storm station while driving, somehow it’s a great fit with the american tuning of car suspension – soft, slow and like surfing long gentle waves. a european version of the same car will have very different suspension tuning – but this is a discussion outside this entry (going to fast over a bump in an american car will make any european sea sick…).
so here i was cruising down a north carolina highway, listening to the foxy radio quiet storm when i see a flooded area with tall grey, bare, trees in – and i immediately see the cover of the cure’s 17 seconds album – and that’s pretty far from quiet storm! stopped the car, jumped out and took a couple of pictures and to make the album cover vision i saw complete i also did one shot totally out of focus. do you think i came close?