Just Above Sunset
October 10, 2004 - In those high rolling hills...













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Note this, below, from 1978, three years before this photographer moved here from bleak Rochester, New York, across Lake Ontario from Toronto, after growing up the that dark steel and coal town, Pittsburgh.

 

Hollywood Nights

Words and Music by Bob Seger

From Stranger in Town, 1978, Nine Tonight, 1980, and Greatest Hits, 1994

Copyright 1978 by Gear Publishing Co. (ASCAP)

She stood there bright as the sun on that California coast
He was a Midwestern boy on his own
She looked at him with those soft eyes,
so innocent and blue
He knew right then he was too far from home

He was too far from home

She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach
They watched the waves tumble over the sand
They drove for miles and miles
up those twisting turning roads
Higher and higher and higher they climbed

And those Hollywood nights
In those Hollywood hills
She was looking so right
In her diamonds and frills
All those big city nights
In those high rolling hills
Above all the lights
She had all of the skills

He'd headed west 'cause he felt that a change
would do him good
See some old friends, good for the soul
She had been born with a face that would her
get her way
He saw that face and he lost all control
He had lost all control

Night after night, day after day, it went on and on
Then came that morning he woke up alone
He spent all night staring down at the lights of LA
Wondering if he could ever go home

And those Hollywood nights
In those Hollywood hills
It was looking so right
It was giving him chills
In those big city nights
In those high rolling hills
Above all the lights
With a passion that kills

In those Hollywood nights
In those Hollywood hills
She was looking so right
In her diamonds and frills
All those big city nights
In those high rolling hills
Above all the lights
She had all of the skills

This is what those high rolling hills look like in the cold light of day.

 

Fancy houses….

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And with a view of the Wilshire District with the museums and the La Brea Tar Pits and all…

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And sometimes a view of the Hollywood Freeway (the 101) and the city, or the seats at the Hollywood Bowl...

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Houses in the Hollywood Hills for those who like to live dangerously here in earthquake county….

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Stucco boxes ready to fall on one another….

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And some are low end, but with great views….

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Ah, there is Bob Seger, and there is the reality of the place….
















 
 
 
 

Copyright 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006 - Alan M. Pavlik
 
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