I’ve never seen the Pacific Ocean. I’ve been west – out to Phoenix and up to the Grand Canyon, but I’ve never been to the coast. This coming summer I’m the best man in a friend’s wedding in Portland, Oregon, so I’ll get my chance; until then, I’m busy holding onto it as a kind of personal Manifest Destiny.
This song feels to me like the process of getting to California, despite its less than flattering take on the state. This song is the middle of a long drive, lost somewhere in the Central Plains, forging westward. It’s skies that are larger than I’ve ever seen, and mountains that pierce the clouds.
Rogue Wave – California (mp3) from Descended Like Vultures










