I’ve lived all of my life in varÂiÂous cities on the East Coast, north and south. VarÂiÂous culÂturÂal and geoÂgraphÂic feaÂtures of the mid-Atlantic have shaped me in ways I’m probÂaÂbly only parÂtialÂly aware of. But this past sumÂmer I spent more time on the West Coast—L.A. to be precise—than I ever have before, and I found it comÂpleteÂly refreshÂing. Of course, mass comÂmerce being what it is, no matÂter where you go in the U.S., you run smack into a TarÂget, usuÂalÂly flanked by strips of othÂer tediousÂly familÂiar chains. But instead of the towÂerÂing pines of my curÂrent locale, I gazed up at lanÂguid palm fronds, and instead of the typÂiÂcal East Coast swelÂter, I relÂished the arid heat and the faint ocean tang in the air. A change in cliÂmate changes one’s perÂcepÂtions of the world, and that’s not even to menÂtion my—admittedly superficial—tourist’s appreÂciÂaÂtion of myrÂiÂad archiÂtecÂturÂal, culiÂnary, and othÂer SoCal eccenÂtricÂiÂties.
On returnÂing and setÂtling back into the grind, I still felt the pull westÂward, toward L.A.’s weirdÂness. This is unsurprising—it’s a city, and a state, that have always symÂbolÂized escapism, as well as disÂapÂpointÂment, whether that of the Joads, NorÂma Desmond, or countÂless real anonyÂmous hopeÂfuls. The stoÂry of movÂing west in purÂsuit of some AmerÂiÂcan Dream is as old as Lewis and Clark and as new as Devo, one of whose foundÂing memÂbers, native CalÂiÂfornÂian Mark MothÂersÂbaugh, narÂrates above his jourÂney to HolÂlyÂwood with his bandÂmates after colÂlege at Kent State (at the top of the post). He begins with some forÂmaÂtive childÂhood experiences—getting his first pair of glassÂes in 2nd grade (MothÂersÂbaugh is legalÂly blind), seeÂing the BeaÂtÂles on Ed SulÂliÂvan. He then tells, in brief, the stoÂry of Devo vs. the record comÂpaÂny, or how a quirky art-rock band co-optÂed MadiÂson Avenue strateÂgies to “tell the good news of de-evoÂluÂtion,” only to themÂselves become a comÂmodÂiÂty after scorÂing a hit with “Whip It.”
The video is part of a series called “CalÂiÂforÂnia Inspires Me,” a colÂlabÂoÂraÂtion between Google Play and CalÂiÂforÂnia SunÂday magÂaÂzine. Beneath Mothersbaugh’s aniÂmatÂed stoÂry, see one from filmÂmakÂer and artist Mike Mills, who talks about skateÂboardÂing and punk rock in his L.A. youth. In the video above, singer/songwriter Thao Nguyen shares her “realÂly deep appreÂciÂaÂtion for the hisÂtoÂry of San FranÂcisÂco in music.” And below, Jack Black relates his expeÂriÂences growÂing up in the “deep, deep South” of SouthÂern CalÂiÂforÂnia, specifÂiÂcalÂly HerÂmosa Beach, with its surf culÂture, and “free-wheelÂing hipÂpie love.” If there’s one thing that ties all four videos together—besides the music by ShanÂnon Ferguson—it’s the melÂlow perÂsonÂalÂiÂties of the four CalÂiÂfornÂian artists. WatchÂing the series from my curÂrentÂly blusÂtery winÂter cliÂmate gave me the East Coast jitÂters, firÂing up that urge again to hit the dusty trail and revisÂit, or maybe reloÂcate to the SunÂshine State.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
Watch Huell Howser’s Decades of TeleÂviÂsion TravÂels Online. It’s CalÂiÂforÂnia Gold!
The MasÂterÂmind of Devo, Mark MothÂersÂbaugh, Shows Off His SynÂtheÂsizÂer ColÂlecÂtion
Josh Jones is a writer and musiÂcian based in Durham, NC. FolÂlow him at @jdmagness
