from the LP Mighty Fire, Elektra Records, 1982The breeze coming off of the mountains has already begun to warm a bit, and the musk of flowering trees hangs heavy in the air, which is not an easy task given how dry our climate is here. While I am most assuredly stoked for winter to be gone, the warm cycle does bring with it a slew of yard-related chores that one becomes easily accustomed to not worrying about when there’s snow on the ground: picking up dogshit, weeding flower beds, and the worst of all, mowing the lawn. Yes, the grinding mechanical hum of lawnmowers & weedwhackers can be heard starting up all around the neighborhood, and the hunt is already on for any standing dandelion in sight (for one reason or another, those cute little yellow flowers have come to symbolize laziness & deviance from one’s proper yardcare regime, a norm which is annoying as fuck but I’m not gonna be “that guy” on the block). Mighty Fire was a short-lived but above-average LA crew that churned out some very smooth boogie jams at the beginning of the ‘80s; I fully realize they weren’t referencing lawn chores literally here, but the encouraging nature of this track’s ambiance puts my head in a good place for the work that has to get done.
