June 14th, 2017 | Album reviews

Another Summer of Love
Alive Records

So you wanna be a rock ’n’ roll star? Then listen now to what I say. You get an electric guitar, then take some time and learn how to play. Your older sibling gives you their record collection, so you start there. You move to California, because you hear it’s safe and warm. From your bedroom now, on a winter’s day, the sky is grey. You find some friends who feel the same and you start to play. Down in Hollywood, up in Beachwood Canyon, out in Malibu, you can smell the ghosts all around. (You know them well from that record collection back home.) You and your friends play shows, get signed, make records. You get your pictures in a magazine. You’re the vampires walking through the Valley, moving west down Ventura Boulevard. Your band breaks up, because all good bands do. Tastes change, the shows get smaller, and the ghosts don’t come around much anymore. But you still love that old time music, so one day you and some new friends pick up guitars and write some songs. You play some shows, get signed, make a record, and then make another. On a carousel, round and round. Your second record is better than your first. Some say they like this band better than the last. You’re older, you’re wiser, you’re tighter, you’re smarter. The old time music you love doesn’t burn bright for others like it still does for you and your friends. But you make a go. Because you still wanna be a rock ’n’ roll star, even if those old ghosts don’t exist anymore.

—Kegan Pierce Simons