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    "Los Feliz Arms"genre: AAA/Adult Alternative
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    This is off the new record, THE CALIFORNIAN. For a free download of track #3 ("Don't Let It Fade"), go to www.sundaysbest.net. For a free download of track #4 ("The Salt Mines of Santa Monica"), go to www.polyvinylrecords.com.
    CD: The Californian   Label: Polyvinyl Records
    Credits: produced by tony lash and sunday's best. recorded by tony lash and tom ackerman. music by edward nolan reyes and sunday's best. lyrics by ed reyes and tom ackerman . copyright 2002, Remember How Good It Was/Atlas Cedars/The Canadian Woods/Bent Wookie Music (ASCAP)

    Story Behind the Song
    One of the last songs written for the Californian, the middle 8 features a Rhodes keyboard through a Line 6 delay (green) pedal. Same pedal was used to create the backwards guitar riff.

    Lyrically, the song is about moving from one side of town to the other, both physically and metaphorically...

    Lyrics
    Los Feliz Arms

    We packed up and moved ‘cross town,
    leaving Los Feliz, Griffith Park,
    and the breakfast spots where we used to haunt.
    The shine of Hillhurst days:
    broken windows of my car,
    neighbors setting off their fire alarms,
    crisp nights you could feel.

    Remember the view from the hill?
    Moon dividing up the man-made lake...

    Don’t forget those days we stayed in to escape the race.
    Days we hid from the phone and made out.
    Left the world alone.

    We were standing in the light,
    hoping to catch a glimpse of what we thought was right.

    Thursday night at Bigfoot Lodge,
    rubbing shoulders with the slobs…
    Passed us a Walker on the rocks.
    Crisp nights too unreal…

    We are standing in the light,
    waiting to catch a glimpse of what we know is right.

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