Now for your choice:
“Caleboreit” California Breeze (2019)
“A cool, laid back song that always makes me think of driving through Southern California in the summer with the windows down.” — Tierra Terrell, San Diego
“California Pedigrees” by John Stewart (1969)
“I spent the summer of the Watergate hearings in Tulara, ending a long relationship. During the day I hid from the heat of the Central Valley, watching the hearings; at night I drank cheap red wine and watched trucks go by on I-95, not far from my apartment window. Stuart’s poignant hymns were a balm to my soul.” — Kirsten Lagathrie, Woodland Park, New Jersey.
“California” by the lagoons (2017)
“When I moved to San Francisco in August 2018, I played this song as I crossed the state line. This song evokes the perfect combination of joy and relaxation to calm my nerves before a solo cross country run.” — Emily Nurminen, San Francisco
“Beautiful San Diego Girl” by the Avette brothers (2007)
“It was the song of the summer in San Diego in 2007 or so. It’s about ending a relationship before it gets terrible, when you can still appreciate each other. It’s upbeat and has a free spirit, very Californian feel and message: be who you are, love fiercely while you can, and growth/change is part of life – no hard feelings.” — Sarah Machado, San Diego
“San Franciscan Nights” Eric Burdon and the Animals (1967)
“There’s something funny about a song about ‘warm’ San Franciscan nights. It’s been a few years since I lived in San Francisco, but for me, this song evokes the special nighttime energy that San Francisco has. Besides, if you were lucky enough to be in a warm San Franciscan night, you would also write a song about it.” — Sean Fisher, New Orleans
“California” by John Mayall (1969)
“Would you like to be transported in a convertible convertible while traveling on the PCH south of Big Sur? Yes? Certainly?”
Then play this nine-minute classic from John Mayall’s original Turning Point album, ditch the boring vocals, and tune in to local son Johnny Almond’s saxophone and flute. Ahhhh” – Thomas F. Cushing, Napa