I'm assuming that Jon is screwing with me. For anyone who really doesn't get it, this link should clear things up.

The Smile sessions were, for the most part, a playful and experimental group of songs that veered wildly into some comical, yet beautiful moments. Brian had his piano set-up inside a sandbox in his living-room and he had the entire crew don toy fire helmets for the recording of Ms. O'Leary's Cow. Songs like Vega-tables giddily extolled the virtues of our plant friends, while Heroes and Villians told the story of a happy family man looking back on his wild west days. Cabinessence was (vaguely) about railroads, and Do You Like Worms was about western expansion by colonialists. Smile's most beautiful tracks were the airy Wind Chimes, and Wonderful, a moving song about a young girl's loss of virginity.

Or this link:

Before the fall, it feels like a race against time, a race to get songs like "Good Vibrations" and "God Only Knows" from Wilson's head onto records before he succumbs to the years of playing a piano in a sandbox or staying in bed day after day.

And those are two of the first that pop up after a brief google search.

Dude, they even had a skit about it on SNL.

Oh, yeah?! Well.... Fire Engines to you, buster!

(thanks for the explanation though)

Seriously, Hayden, I had no idea. My Beach Boys knowledge is fairly limited. Except I know that it wasn't a theremin on Good Vibrations.

Well.... Fire Engines to you, buster!

Heh. I'm no longer a Fire Engines ignormamus, however, since you included it on the mix.

Only if you try to go into folk singing.

Kate's been a folksinger since she was in her early teens.

I'm shocked, shocked, Jon. I was looking for a picture of it online, but couldn't find one. There was a theremin on "I Just Wasn't Made For These Times," right?

I just googled myself and came up with not one, but two websites for chick folksingers with variants (Katie and Katherine) on my name. Suddenly I feel like I'm doing something wrong.

I'd buy all your albums, Kate. And follow you around on tour, like a Deadhead.

I'd buy all your albums, Kate. And follow you around on tour, like a Deadhead.

One of my perfect Buffista moments? Slow dancing with meara at the first F2F to a recording of Kate's college singing group doing "Galileo" with meara singing along.

Of course, making a Ple sandwich on the dancefloor with Amych to Nick Cave's "Red Right Hand" was pretty damn great too.

Heh. I'm no longer a Fire Engines ignormamus

And I'm no longer a piano-in-the-sandbox ignoramus. Ha!

There was a theremin on "I Just Wasn't Made For These Times," right?

Errr... can't remember now.

And I'm no longer a piano-in-the-sandbox ignoramus. Ha!

As rock lore goes, I think Brian's sandbox is a little overrated.

I prefer this story: The first time The Ramones played in Cleveland they met a small but enthusiastic crowd of local rock fans/fiends. After the show, their tour van was escorted out on to the freeway with those same fans who honked and yelled to show their support. Deeming this insufficient tribute, the driver crawled out of the car while it was zooming down the freeway at 50 mph, crawled onto the roof and "surfed" on top of the car as it went flying down the freeway. That car surfer? Stiv Bators.

Suddenly I feel like I'm doing something wrong.

Only if you try to go into folk singing.

Heh. David's right, I've been singing for a long time. In an alternate universe, one in which I never became disenchanted by the folk scene, all three of us could be competing for the One True Kate [lastname] Chick Folksinger's Crown. Or something.