The Beach Man cometh.
The album “Brian Wilson” by the Beach Man Brian Wilson.
First you start with the album, then you add your friend in Manhattan Beach; then you throw in your birthday wish: a sunset drive in your friend’s apple red Porsche along the coast highway from Santa Monica through Malibu with the album on the tape deck for its personal premiere. It’s July, so the top on the apple red Porsche is home in the garage.
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